He woke around three in the afternoon and decided to drive down to the lake and have a couple of beers. When he arrived he parked by the beach volleyb...ll courts and walked across the street to Pete's Tavern. There wasn't anything going on in the bar so he finished his beer he went back outside thinking that maybe some of the guys might be at the Log Cabin Restaurant. As he approached his car he saw four girls playing volleyball on the sand court, cute girls too. He thought that they were. He knew with the kind of wound she had, the amount of blood she had lost, and the lack of competent medical help, Juanita would need a miracle to survive. He tightened the tourniquet, and dug through the medical case while waiting for Janet to return. He found several dozen plastic handled disposable scalpels, and prepackaged needles already threaded. He shook his head at the miniscule size of some of the needles, and wondered if any of the women could sew. He must have spoken out loud, for. I was confused on why though, other than she was into me. But we were total strangers though. Then she walked over to the ladies room entrance and stopped. Then she looked at me and put her hand out signaling 'come here'. Of course I was skeptical by the request, but I think she was into me, and I was single, so whatever happened, happened I guess. So I walked over to her she gave me a kiss on the lips. Then she took my hand and brought me to one on the stalls. The ladies room bathroom was. ‘Alexander? Where are you? Alex!’ I heard screams coming from what sounded like the door closest to me and I darted to it as fast as I could, ripping the door open and staring at a bruised and bloody Alex at my feet. It was all I could do to not scream before kneeling down and trying to grab him to me. My hands went right through like he was some sort of ghost. Alex started calling my name in agony, trying to reach out to me and I, in a desperate attempt to bring back what was mine, tried.