"Well, you've probably seen his face on his lemonade carton."An eight-year-old girl perked up. "How long was he missing?"And my personal favorite... G...d's Problem Now!His wife's graveside service was just barely finished, when there was a massive clap of thunder, followed by a tremendous bolt of lightning, accompanied by even more thunder rumbling in the distance. The little, old man looked at the pastor and calmly said, "Well, she's there."Keep a SMILE on your face And a SONG in your heart!A. I forgot about the whole naked thing and scrambled up and out of my room. Mother hen screaming, ‘Don’t forget your jacket’ as I passed through the foyer. Physical head slap. I snatched one of those thin shawl things that was supposed to look good for layering. Looks great for layering, looks ridiculous for running out of your house with no pants on. ‘Kevin Miller you sick son of a bitch!’ I yelled searching high and low for a weapon. The garden gnomes looked promising. Kevin had slipped off the. After getting cleaned up inside and out and shaving myself smooth, I taped down my junk and slipped on a black bikini with a black lace coverup and my flip flops. I put my hair into a ponytail and grabbed my beach bag and headed into the late afternoon SoCal traffic en route to the sand. I arrived about forty-five minutes later and rubbed tanning oil into my skin, giving it a real sexy glow. I spent the next few hours soaking in the sun until the sun started to go down. I enjoyed a. But, Clara was there on a mission and every minute to find her sister was precious.As soon as she arrived in the city and without checking in at the hotel, she went directly to the morgue to ask if a non-identified body had been delivered since the end of February. Irritated with the clerk at the front desk who gave her a form to fill out and request information, Clara almost rubbed her bronze badge from the Federal Police in his face, saying that she was there officially to find a missing.