And thenguess what?" She demanded."He fell asleep," Richard offered. "Or what, he wants to sleep withyou?" Then he added mischievously, "Maybe you sho...ld."She yelled, "I noticed the whole time I was talking he didn't hearanything. His eyes were HERE" She pointed to her cleavage. "The entiretime. Do you know how frustrating it is."He shook his head. "NO." He smirked again. "But we don't have those, youdo. Why do you wear those types of tops." We like them," Rose told him. "They are comfortable. "John smiled. "Then we'd like two tickets, please."The girl sighed. "This is a private park, for members only," she said, reciting an obviously well-worn line. "Most of our patrons are members, but we do have a limited number of short-term guest passes. Let me check." She turned and pressed a few keys on her computer, then turned back, smiling. "You're in luck. We have some passes available."John sighed. She could have spared them the little lecture about memberships. "Okay, then we'd like two. And now more people see that, and they want in, so they try to buy stock. Then what?" He planned to get into watered stock the next day, so held that back.That evening, as they ate their supper, he was still thinking about his history classes. "We had fun today, got into business cycles and the depression, supply and demand, the great depression of 1929. I'm hoping to avoid our recent gasoline debacle." No fun there. When I was young, we had our grandparents living with us, my mother's folks.. It’s simply too cold out. I imagine that Balukas had given him a basic description — big, black SUV. If she’s into cars, which I doubt, she could have said, “Jeep Compass.”In any case, Wexler must have been watching the southbound traffic coming toward him on I-90 from daylight on. Relentless. He’d used binoculars — absolutely necessary in order to have enough time to spot a moving vehicle and then to aim in my direction. I can picture him parked, facing north. Scanning through his windshield,.