..Trying again, I looked where my finger had landed and smiled, SouthDevon, near the Cornish border--Penmarris Cove. It looked like a smallfishing vil...age--that would be where I would try to rebuild my life."That will do." I said starting the car and following the signposts thatsaid West Country.And now the story continues...It took thirty minutes to get on the motorway that leads down to Devonand the West Country--plenty of time to think about what I should do. Iknow I wasn't thinking. Quickly she left and closed the door behind her. Walking over to where I knelt on the floor in front of his desk sobbing, he said to me,You must repent. Please Father, forgive me. I am sorry. I begged sobbing. Holding his hands over my head, he said a quick prayer and then grabbed my shoulders. You are not sorry. I feel the evil in you. he said and pushed my shoulders to the floor so my back was exposed. Do not move. Going over to his desk, he opened a drawer and took out a couple different. Their car was one of many parking there that evening...On the main interior door of that very impressive bank building, facing the massive bronze-front doors, was a sign, "This branch will permanently close New Year's Eve. You are welcome to use our new branch bank effective January 3." The building, Kent recalled, was once the proud headquarters of a multi-county, many bank holding company; now, like the Bellevue, it was shuttered, and has been for months!Standing in front of those long-unused. " The plan. The plan was squashed when we lost the third shuttle," the protesting woman snapped. "Explorer class ships don't have fucking missiles. How did that happen? And how are they jamming our shuttle's communications? I tell you we should have waited at the shuttle longer for new instructions or retreated."A number of heavy boots squeaked in the intersection, probably moving around the arguing women. Nehring and I looked at each other and shrugged. Neither of us had expected to run into a.