Make sure you take some food and water. I want you to flee back to our great cave bear campsite. I will leave a dozen young hunters back with you, t... help with the retreat.” I said to Red Hawk.He started to argue with me over this. But I held my hand up.“Remember our heritage, and what happened to our tribe many moons ago. Thunderbird had to do the samething to keep the tribe going. I want you to do the same. Keeping our tribe alive, is the number one goal here.” I told him with a stern. Up and along boardwalk. More to see there!"Pogs began to push the dolly up toward the street. Before he had rolled ten feet, the dolly started to sink into the sand. "Oops!" He worked the dolly back and forth. It sank deeper. "Hmm. Is small problem." Yes, Stan. Stuck." Pogs looked down at the half buried wheels, scratching his head."This isn't going to work, sir," Chastity warned. "We need to abort." No!" he insisted. "No abort! Have big plan, must complete mission!" He started to meander away,. He had so much room now, more than three times the square footage of his condo, that he began to develop ideas on how he could best utilize that space to get maximum use from it. The first thing Jim wanted to do was to give the house a thorough cleaning, beginning with the attic and finishing with the front porch. He loved his mother, but housework was not her long suit.It took him more than two months to arrange his house exactly the way that he wanted it. He threw away a lot of the furniture. Heather screeched as she got hoisted into the air and spun around like a little child, her dress flowing as if in a breeze. "E'dan! Put me down!" she laughed joyfully, slapping him futilely and playfully on his broad shoulders. The big man finally relented and when Heather's feet touched carpet again, she had to steady herself on his massive arm before standing up on tiptoes to give him a peck on the cheek."E'dan, this is Gregg, my ... boyfriend." The word still seemed inadequate, but it was.