80”.“Then my wife’s father died and left us two million dollars”.An American, a scot and a Greek were walking down the road when they are stru...k and killed by lightning. They soon reach the pearly gates and plead to be sent back, so St. Peter calls god who agrees they can go back as long as they desist from their favourite things. in a flash they are back on the street. Soon they come to a McDonalds and the American, overcome with temptation, runs in, buys a Big Mac, takes a bite and disappears. I collected no end of invitations to visit-my vacation was getting off to a good start already. Sunday evening came and Dad left for the long journeyhome. Bob and I watched his departing plume of dust as ittrailed all the way up to the highway. A gorgeous sunsethad thrown the distant mountains into sharp relief andcast long shadows over the upland pastures. Freed fromthe smell and sounds of the city, this was a paradise forme -and now there was only me and Uncle Bob left to shareit. I was. She loved Alaska, with its rugged wilderness and beautiful wildlife. In the last year, Sam had become a well known artist. Although at the start she did a lot of commission work, Sam was now known well enough to paint and sketch what she wanted. At the moment she was going through a wildlife phase and was doing a series of sketches of Alaskan wildlife. Hearing footsteps behind her, Sam turned and saw Chase walk up to her. Sitting behind her, he wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth stretched wide, as far as it could open.Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Aaaaaa- aa-" The guttural croaking sound from the back of her throat,mouth yawning, her tongue jerking. The sweat beads on her shuddering skinglistened under the hard spotlight. The sweaty soles of her bare feet squeaked on the tableagain. She could not get a grip with them, and the soles arched, the toespointed. Arched, then pointed. Her bare heels would dig into the table, hold amoment,.