I should have gone over it sooner, but there has been so many things to do." Okay Wilson, whose wallet was it?" I asked."The name on the ID is Mary Be...h Martin," he said. "According to the ID she is 18 a student at the State University at Abbottsville." So it isn't Lucy?" I asked."I never said that, The student ID is a fake. Somebody went to a just a little effort to make it. This ID is for someone on a door somewhere to cover his ass, not to really weed anyone out," Wilson explained."Okay, so. Who the hell did she think she was?I knew that all I needed to do was to get back on the saddle (so to speak). I thought about dating and looked through my address book, but my heart wasn’t in it. I soon came to the conclusion that there could be no substitutes; only Abby could right my listing ship.What I needed was a plan. After her brutal rejection, I knew I couldn’t directly contact her; that would have made me look needy. I needed to arrange a coincidental meeting, but that would have. "Can I kiss you again?" Judy asked."Yes," I replied.Then we kissed again. A bit passionately for over a minute. We both wrapped our arms around each other very tightly. I totally wasn't sure what to make of this. I was making out with my sister. It turns out we've both been attracted to each other. How did this not come to for so long?"I've fallen in love with you too Judy. But I got a date, what do we do now?" I asked."Well, can I ask you something?" Judy asked."Yes Judy," I replied."Are you. Damn near scared poor Vi to death. Nearly gave me a heart stoppage! Mike brought him around; he barked something at him in some language and dropped some herb powder in his mouth. Then Mike said he felt it too and knew you and Patch were hurt. So we came running.”Purdy lay back and closed his eyes for a time. Jim thought the old man was dozing, but he wasn’t. Purdy grunted. His glittering black eyes popped open and he grabbed Jim’s hand with a fierce grip.“Thanks, neighbor! When I sold you and.