I could hear voices. I dared not peek out. I was naked and afraid in my dark cramped space. Had we been found out? Oh the scandal this would create. M... mind flooded with possible outcomes. None seemed to end well and how would it effect my niece? After what seemed an eternity the door to my little hiding place was opened. Thankfully it was one of the guys. He told me it was the coach stopping in to check on them. He had left to rejoin the festival. I figured it was time to wrap it up. That. Liz apologized to the machine. "I'm so sorry, Brent. I didn't mean what I said. That was the wine talking, not me. It's just that I love you so much, and I've felt us drifting apart. I've missed you, and I wanted to be with you tonight to help me celebrate one of the milestones in my life. I really, really looked forward to this night and being with you, making love with you. Please forgive me. Call me tomorrow. Please."I didn't call her, and she didn't call me. The next day, she rang the. Look I believe you have a typo on your sign out there. It should say Toys For Tots not Toys For Tits. Some people might get offended." "The type of people who may get offended by that are not the type of people that I worry about. And the sign is no typo. Put your gift in the drop off box and I will show you." John went over and dropped his toy in with others. He noticed that the drive must be doing well as the large box was almost full with wrapped toys. As John walked away from the box. By Wednesday various news organizations were using their own sources to dig up names and addresses of people who might know something.I must admit, there was a tremendous feeling of relief as I answered some of these calls. No matter how much of a cloud I had gone out with, almost all the calls were offering support, even from the guys I had never had contact with. When they asked what they should do, I told them to tell the truth, especially if 60 Minutes came calling. The only way I could.