So very pleased. My cell phone rang and I reached for it. Phil! Oh my God, I had forgotten about Phil. Engaged in a blistering conversation mixed with...both American and British colloquialisms I paced the room. Knock. Knock. Knock. Running an impatient hand through my still drying hair I opened the door to dinner. Oh! The only thing that formed in my fragmented brain. Standing with the dinner cart, holding fresh flowers was Steve. ‘I gotta call you back Phil. Dinner’s here.’ Breathless I hung. And then I hope I get brave enough to do some sexy drawings and paintings from all this........... " I love this sexy talk with you, I love it, it is so nice, so much fun, I just cannot get Michigan boys to do it, are you sure you're really from Michigan?" Yeah, I grew up here just like you, you probably saw me playing at our house when you were a 4-H camper little k**." I've had my eye on you since I was thirteen years old, I'm not lying."I am astonished. It never occurred to me in my life. By treaties between the League of Seven and the aeries of Mount Peritito, I ask for your assistance in apprehending the fugitives.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Xandra – Mount Peritito's Caldera, The Island of BirdsI trembled as the imps surged forward from the caldera. The volcano's heart glowed red from the boiling magma pool. Sulfurous smoke belched out of the pool, rising about the sanctum built on the island in the center where a small, stone shrine had been constructed. A stone walkway. ”“So, then what?” she asked.“We live our life as if we were free to choose within the available options. There really isn’t any other way except to use a die or a coin or whatever to make random decisions. Even not making a choice is making a choice!”“But do the decisions ultimately matter if there is no God?”“A good question, and one for which I do not have an answer. I suppose it depends on what level you’re talking about. In the here and now, every decision has an effect. Will it matter ten,.