" Someday, I'm going to read about you in the magazines," Nate said. "Now, let's talk about the fishing down here. If you want to catch sails, go out ...bout five miles or so and you'll see the pack of boats, but if you want to find White Marlin, you have to run thirty miles out."You won't have any trouble making the run in your boat, even if it's a little rough. Sails are worth one hundred points each and a white earns you three hundred. You have to catch six sails to equal two whites, if you. It really makes me want to know what it must be like to be one of them." Stephanie paused for a moment. "Well I am not sure; it seems kind of boring to me. They just stand around all day." "You are looking at it from your perspective, not theirs. Clearly it looks really boring, but inwardly they must be terrified. I do not care how much you are trained to be a slave, it must be frightening to know they are only property and that their sole purpose in life is to please someone else." "Maybe. With his thumb, he gently lifted the tone-arm and placed it on the groove, which instantly sent the characteristic crackling any record plays before the beginning of the first song through the headphones. Michael grabbed his copy of Lovecraft's short story collection about the Call of Cthulhu and threw himself on the bed as the first beats of the slow, yet driving rhythms of the atmospheric sounds that aided him dive ever so deeply into his book's fantastic universe came to his ears. Lulled by. When he sniffed again, I asked, “Did you catch a cold, buddy?”“Nah,” he said as he got up and grabbed a handful of tissue from the ‘bathroom’ and climbed back under the covers. He sat there and blew the snot out. Then I saw him swipe at his eyes. We had turned out our lights but the security lamps (required by new state laws within the park) outside gave a dim version of everything.He looked over at me and simply said, “I think I have a problem with Gina.”“What? What problem? I thought you guys.