Otis handed JB the pistol, and using hand signals developed as kids playing army in the woods and hollers, explained the plan. The silver van was righ... in front of the house, and JB could see Ariel’s purse laying in the back. JB went cold at what he saw. If they was hurting his friend, it was bad. If Otis felt for Ariel like she did for him and they was hurting her, it would be really bad. Sneaking up to the front porch, JB stood to the side while Otis got the shotgun ready. The gun was very,. I sat in back like we usually do, but she sat in front. All week she avoided me. Maybe I was out of line. Maybe I should apologize. But maybe what I said was sinking in and she might be thinking about it it. Who knows? But her not being around definitely sucked. She had quickly become one of my best friends. It was Saturday afternoon and I was contemplating going to her apartment to apologize when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see Felecia standing there. She looked at me with a. Over the months, she'd made numerous trips to Giglio Island and to the rocky promontory on which she set up her little camp where she kept vigil. She thought about it and concluded this was her fifth trip to the site. She just couldn't stay home in Atlanta because she felt so helpless there. Every time she arrived home she would be reminded of her loss. Throughout the house there were reminders of James. She would often just stop and look at a photo, or pick up something like his prized Hank. .. let's begin our magic... Take her inside!" Take her into the 'ceremony room'!" Roger ordered to two of the huge Negroes that were there.'~W-What is this?" Alice screamed in terror. "Let me go!"The muscular man looked at her then slowly smiled broadly, showing a row of perfectly even teeth which shone with pure white gleam against the chocolate color of his skin. Then, calmly, without bothering to give her an answer, he turned his head toward the door through which he had carried Alice so.