It is about the size or a large city park maybe 2000 acres or so. There is plenty of fresh water, vegetation, beaches, mountains, waterfalls and not m...ch else. Except for one solitary inhabitant.Jacques Ferrier had been living on this island for almost three years. He had moored his boat in one of the many coves after a reef had damaged his hull. He survived rather handily with his fishing and general all around outdoor expertise. Other than extreme loneliness his life was a day to day nomadic. Welcome to Kirby House. I understand you will be staying in the carriage house while you recover from your episode with the gunman. I am Joseph Cotton, and I will be here to see after your needs." He was slight of build, and quite gay. His high forehead was even higher because he swept his hair straight back, over the top, making his face look impossibly tall and glacial white."My bosses have made it clear that you are to have the run of the place while you are here. I will show you around,. Mine picked up as if I'd never left. We were fully into the new routine when Mom and Dad returned.Mom was definitely in complete Corycia McKesson mode at first, and that was a good thing. River got to meet the woman instead of the mythological champion of the Spirits first. Their initial days together were beautifully ordinary and human.One thing those initial days did was introduce my future bride to the wonders of blue jeans and soft sweaters. Mom loved to wear them in the valley, and River. I explained to Fred that the lift did not go down further, so we had to use the stairs for the last stage. He looked at his barrow and the wood, and came to a decision.“I’ll just carry the barrow and wood down the stairs, sir. It means nothing falls on the stairs. You just stay go down and open the door of the cellar you mentioned. Oh, and tell me when I get to the final step, please!”I did that, and showed him the coal cellar. He was happy enough, and dumped armfuls of wood into the bunker,.