He leads me downstairs and see the hooks for the bicycles in the corner. Wonderful He says. Stand up now! He tells me to hold my hands over my head an... turn and face the wall. He then hooks my wrist restraints to the hooks in the ceiling. i almost have to stand on my tippy toes to reach. Now, lets see if W/we can break the slut from all her bad habits and manners. Not knowing what will happen next, i feel the crack of a whip across my back. Before i can even cry out the next one strikes. Over. You must have some idea why I did what I did that Saturday. I was dying and I did not want to go from this world longing for another minute, another hour with my children and grand children. I did not want to see the pain of losing me in your eyes every day. I had asked for all of you to be informed of my death immediately so that you could see me for the last time and forgive me for turning you away.I always wanted to make myself believe that I was a senile bitter man but I knew in my heart I. Joanna! he cried. How can this be? We buried you, right here. Oh, how I've missed you.He rose and rushed over to me, arms outstretched as if to hug me. I felt something on my skin, but nothing really solid. As I involuntarily tried to hug him in response, My arms grabbed--nothing! I felt a tear drop on my chest and the young man suddenly vanished!Was he really ever there? What touched me--he or the wind? Was the tear his or mine? Was there really another voice?I looked down--the grave stone was. Keri overbalanced as she tried to dodge theblow of one orc and would have fallen over backwards had another notstruck her across the small of the back with its war club.Keri roared in pain and anger and whirled, lashing out with Marc'slongsword. The orc's head separated from its shoulders and Kericontinued the swing, making a full circle that drove the other threeback. Before they could recover she thrust the blade of her shortswordinto the chest of another and then backpedaled to put some.