Turtles nudged it, carp sucked it and spat it out.The smaller canals became the home of frogs, turtles, fish and the businesses or playgrounds of boat...rs; sculls, rowboats, sand sellers, freshwater clam diggers, fishers.The abandoned canals had their lock gates and machinery removed or left open if it was too old to be used elsewhere.The years passed. What was new in 1888 became shopworn in 1900 and the shopworn became weed and trash infested by 1913.The war! The canals became supremely. Text when you shut the door, but don’t put the latch on.” The dance instructor shot back, “Okay!” Ced got the text. He exited the vehicle. When Ced opened the door the coach was sitting on the couch that was in the room. Ced announced, “Let’s have another drink.” The older coach slurred, “I’m already lit. I don’t need another. Plus I really gotta get back to my girls.” “Oh I feel you. Well, I can’t drink in public. Let me get one and we can blaze sum before you go.” “Alright! A quick blaze.”. His own mouth was open in pain but nothing was coming out but a silent scream.How did this happen? It had all started as he got out of his car in the rest area. He had had a long day, driving for over eight hours and his body was telling him that he needed a rest. He wasn’t one who usually stopped except for the necessities but today, both his body and the scenery invited him to stop. The parking lot was almost empty except for an old pickup and a highway workers truck. As he slowly walked over. But that was too awkward for the distance. Then Monica put the dark girl on her shoulder and Candice helped brace her and they began their march toward the vehicle.At the SUV, they collapsed under the canopy. On the blanket, Monica sat holding the woman in her lap and against her chest.“What should we do?” Candice was worried.“Well, we’re too far from town to get help. It looks like she hasn’t eaten for a long time.”“Should I get some food?”“No, solid food could make things worse. She needs.