Their days turned into a certain routine. They would wake up and wash up at the waterfall. After, they would have breakfast of grapes and maybe a coco...ut if they found one. Later, they would fix the shelter if needed, feed the fire and go swimming in the ocean. Henry would go fishing with a crude spear he fashioned, and usually managed to catch at least one fish. They would go and wash the salty water off them in the waterfall, and before it got dark, they would have a dinner of grilled fish or. She lay on the floor eyes closed and unmoving. I was a bit worried but as I saw her breast shaking and her chest raising and falling rather quickly I knew she wasn't dead.Once she woke up she looked around and noticed she was on FB she saw me on the camera and asked what happened. I told her she squirted. She looked at me quizzically and then said, "I don't squirt I never have and I don't know anyone that has." I tried to convince her that she had squirted but she refused to believe me. I. I find Peter and Adrienne in the backyard.They are turned away from the house, looking out at the Eiffel Tower. They look good, as always. Peter is wearing khakis and a green sweater that Mom had given him for his birthday, because it looked good with his eyes, and because Mom made him wear it today. Adrienne is wearing a lavender skirt with a matching low cut three quarter length sleeve shirt. She looks older than thirteen. Sometimes I have to remind myself that she is no longer the cute. "You're wrong," I said with a panicky feeling.He snorted, saying, "That wasn't very convincing." I am not responsible for your state of mind. If you want to believe in time travel, that's you're problem. Just try not to let it spill over onto me, will you?" I asked with exasperation.He laughed and said, "There are other reasons for me thinking you can travel in time, and I don't believe your government is responsible for your being able to do it. I think either it is a very private.