”“I’m not ready yet; they will wait. Take a seat,” I said as I pointed to a chair.In the next picture the burka had started to expand like a g...st of wind was under it; there signs of exit material from the back of head and the head scarf was coming off.The next was of the body disintegrating, pieces going everywhere. I didn’t need to see any more, my question was answered. Someone on the roof put a round in her head to stop her from getting to the building.“Did you see what I see?” I asked. Rachel's bodygot left in a deep (stream-cut) ravine where I knew she would be covered bya growing snowdrift. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wednesday February 12, 2003. Tara and her child are both doing well, howeverColleen told me that Tara has a permanent tear on her urethra that may causefuture problems with sex and other children-to-be. Being in the middle of wintermy hunt for women in the open has turned up. I don't want to intrude on that." Oh, for heaven's sake, Stoney, you don't understand. I want you there. My parents want me to be normal. You're a lot of normal, guy. More than they expected." Dress up like last night?" was my way of surrendering."Oh, no. I'm going to guide them to a good informal Italian place. Mom doesn't quite do jeans, but that's what I'm wearing. You may dress in your work clothes." What's your dad gonna wear?"Giggle. "Dad will wear a business dress shirt. The lack of. "Ned's eyes widened, then narrowed to angry slits. He jumped to his feet, hands balled into fists. "Oh yeah? Well, jus' tell me who the chump is and I'll go pound on 'im. Is it that walking slab-o-beef Brad? Not enough he fucked with Heather when--"Cassie stood and placed a hand on Ned's shoulder. "Please, calm down. It's not Brad, and you know that he was being controlled by Melissa when that happened." She had noticed the sad and guilty looks that Brad was giving Heather at school. She had.