It wasn't long before Frank was knocking at our door and asking if he could help.I told him I wasn't going in and had provisionally took a few days of....He looked pleased! I invited him in whilst I got out of my wellies and winter attire and made myself dry and then I made us a cuppa. We sat and chatted and Frank asked what my plans were for the day..."Nothing really Frank" I informed him. "No plans to go back out today"He smiled and immediately I could sense he was developing some wicked. "Everyone laughed. Nobody could talk about this weekend, but those little gossips who got their nose out of joint if your skirt was an inch shorter than theirs, or they thought you were looking at some guy 'wrong' would not be able to handle what we'd been doing."And for the record," I added, shaking my boobs back and forth, "I did not see a doctor to get these. I grew them myself." She did," Krys said. "I'm her sister, I was there, and I saw her from when she first began developing. That's all. ‘If this don’t give you a connection,’ she hissed, pressing the trackster’s hand against skin-covered legplating. ‘I don’t know what will.’ The trackster closed his eyes and of his own accord moved his other hand to the leg too. ‘He is afraid,’ said the trackster. ‘He fears for his woman and his son.’ ‘Is the baby still alive?’ asked Zoa. ‘The infant is weak. He isn’t wailing anymore. He worries for him.’ ‘Where are they?’ Zoa released the trackster’s hand not to interfere with his visions. ‘He. She said she was sorry, but there was moo goo gai pan in the fridge for me and Mark for supper. The girls had to get on and make sure that I was ok. I told them their Dad would be stopping over, and to make sure they gave Auntie Tran a kiss for me.After I got off the phone, I drove down to the ponds and went to the gate by the federal lands and put the chains on the gate. I walked along the fence line putting up the signs that would be in plain view of any camper on the federal side. I had.