"I know," was all she said in reply, pulling in behind the truck at a safe distance."Where could he be going?" That's what we're going to find out," s...e said.As they followed at a discrete distance, Marsha ran through several possibilities in her mind trying to come up with an innocent reason Randy would not be going where he had said.The journey took them into the countryside where Randy finally pulled up in front of a small cabin. There was another pickup and a sedan already parked beside the. George gave me a friendly, knowing grin, acknowledging my reason for asking for the beer."He's looking down your blouse again, Marge!" Oh, I know, George, I am just glad that he is the only one of you who does that!" she smiled and took the money from George's wet stack of bills.I slumped over my barstool and took a long draft of the cool beer."I really appreciate the invitation, buddy. I've just been busy. You know how it is." Bullshit, my friend. You know how Jody feels about you. She is. The tugs that pushed your ship into the entry ports, though I work for Agriculture. A hundred millimeters per-sec per-sec, with screens extended to catch sun power. One hundredth of a standard gravity. I don't dart around in there. You're in a crowd and some crisis occurs. The pilot is the one saying 'Smooth, not fast, ' when everyone else runs around."But I've wandered off trajectory. The wrong question. The right question is, 'Where do orbiters meet to meet?' The answer is half-gravity. There. So luminous, and say, "little Butch, mylittle Butch, my little guy..." and he held you with such a look ofpeace on his face and we just let him keep on holding you as long as hecould... It was not long enough, he was soon taken from us. During thatinterim, my doctors told me something that I never told him. I was notsure he could bear it, I knew he was going to die anyway, and he was sohappy with you, and I knew he would love you no matter what but I didn'twant to spoil his dream of having a,.