"You hear of one?" I found one," George explained. "It took some asking around. You still want a story on him?" Who is it?" Mark asked."Old guy over i... Warsaw," George explained. "Must be close to 80. Worked in the mill, but he ran a trap line on the side for maybe twenty years, all with a dog team, and gave it up about the time snow machines got popular. Jim Horton. You know him?" The Jim Horton that's on the village council?" Mike asked. Lindquist nodded, and Mike went on, "Sure, I know him.. You can drop by and I'll give you the nickel tour." Mike answered. "I think I'll take you up on your offer," he replied. "I love old wooden boats. They're in a class all by themselves." Ed answer back. Ed then proceeded to tell Mike that he was down here with his wife and her girlfriend for a week of fishing and relaxing. He also said that he had a small pontoon, 24 footer, but wanted to get something bigger next year. The small craft just wasn't large. No, just holding each other, clothed, wasn’t nearly enough for ME, either. Yes, I want to experience you in EVERY way, over and over again. Yes, YES! And yes, I’m taking my laptop on this business trip with me. As long as I can get a decent wireless signal at the hotel, email should not be a problem. There are only two things I could wish for that I won't have with me: a nice, sandy beach on a warm, soft night... with little waves breaking on the sand and the sky glittering with stars; and you.. " Just what were you expecting, Susie girl?" Bertha looked down whereshe'd thrown the beast, but saw no sign of it in the water below. "I amthe ever-loving Thing. Ain't I?" She grabbed Susan's hand. "We need togo find Rachel and Jeannie. They've got to be somewhere down below. Ifanybody's hurt them, then they'll be answering to me."***After the passage of minutes... or hours... maybe even days, Rachel andJeannie began slowly regaining their senses. Somehow they foundthemselves garbed in strange.