" The police officer took up position beside Elizabeth, ready to protect her from me."So what did I do?" I asked Elizabeth."Well we've found out who i... was opened the doors and allowed Margaret to leave. They then locked the door and forgot all about doing it, consciously that is." Elizabeth said looking at me.I was slightly slow on the uptake; I looked from Elizabeth to the officer and then back to Elizabeth. "ME? I did that? How?" I finally asked."You had been hypnotised to a very deep. "I'm going to get you for that," he said when he finally climbed back into the truck."I'm counting on it."We turned around and headed past the entrance to the Turnpike and proceeded down to the end of the road. There were about fifteen other trucks parked in a lot off to one side of the road. They belonged to a local trucking company. I pulled our truck into the lot, did a big circle and pulled back on to the street. I backed up until I ran out of road, shut the truck down, looked over at Bill. Her heart jumped. There was… nothing. She hadn't really seen anything. She was trying so hard to make herself believe he was there, that she was going to make her eyes deceive her. Autumn shut the frame, and rolled back into her bed. The mystery of the woods finally left her as her post-orgasm chemicals put her peacefully back to sleep.The next day went by uneventfully, though there had been a slight flutter in her heart when she had looked out into the woods. Living by herself this far from a. . er crap out of people, but that’s not how I see God. So I preach how I think He wants me to, and pray that I reach at least one person a week.”He was scruffy, his Bible falling apart. Apparently preaching the word of God on the streets doesn’t pay as well as juggling. He was very frank when he talked about his life. “I was a fool, living in the corporate world and chasing money and success, placing it above everything, family, health, integrity. I’d cut the throat of the best friend I ever.