How much longer could his heart hold out? When would it mercifully stop? In the middle of the night he awoke to a tapping on the window, in the moonl...ght he saw the Blackbird, it chirped at him, it seemed to be trying to say something. The bird blinked twice, then flew away, leaving behind the scent of the night sky. In the bed his eyes became heavy, he fell asleep. He dreamed of flying that night, of white clouds, blue skies and black birds. He awoke, today was Sunday, it was a beautiful. "For a moment, the maître d' was nonplussed, but he quickly recovered.He smiled and said, "Of course we can accommodate your party. If you will follow me, I will seat you, personally."Marcel (Bob discovered his name, later) led the group back into the restaurant. While the auxiliary room was near the kitchen, the doors to the room kept the bustle and noise out of their dining area. Marcel assigned Andres and Mimi as waiter and waitress for the room, as he handed Bob the menu. Other menus were. After saying hi to the ladies who stayed at home, and a couple of men who were not working, I looked at the pile of log chunks ready to be split, and was astounded. The oak pile was twenty feet tall, thirty feet deep, and over a hundred feet long. The hickory pile was about a third that size. Splitting this much wood will take a month or more. I needed to train someone soon to get the wood split and stacked in cords to dry.As I walked back to the truck, I saw the two men who were not working. What had I just heard? Could this be real? Were the two couples going to have sex with the other partner in front of each other? I knew I would have to spy on them that night. That night finally arrived and we all went to a fancy dinner, where everyone was sure to chug the wine down. I said good night to everyone and lay in bed&hellip,waiting to hear movement. Then, about thirty minutes after I went to sleep I heard my dad whisper should we go up and meet them now? yea, oh honey, Ill meet you.