“That’s the one….”, the woman stated. “They do fit well.”, I replied. I told her I would take two pairs then went back in the dressing roo... and took them off. I came out and handed them to her then walked over to the shirts. ***********ing shirts was even worst due to the size I had put on above the waist. Most shirts were always too tight in the chest, shoulders and arms. The saleswoman suggested a line they carried call the Performance Bamboo shirt. She stated it was made for men who were. We emerged from the rest room trailing our suitcases, which now held the clothing we had been wearing, plus the assailant’s clothes and identification papers.Before reaching San Bernardino, we also stopped to have the car washed which was expensive here, but would add to our personas as a wealthy older man and his trophy wife. We left I-10 at exit 74, Tippecanoe Ave., and drove north to Hospitality Lane where the hotel was. On arriving at the hotel, we made a great point of arriving in style.. " You have a word with the people over there and on Orca and I'll do whatI can when I go to New Zealand." I started to leave and thought ofsomething. "You might have to live on Pacific Wanderer or a portacabinwhilst you're here, I haven't done anything about building a hotel yet."I grinned and added "And there's always the cave," I gave a wave andstarted off towards the cave.I kept to the higher ground where a path had been cut so that theworkmen could move easily between our house and the. I’m just surprised.” I wonder if Greagoir knows?“You’ve changed lots of things, sister.” Aedan kissed my hair as he squeezed me slightly. “All of them for the better.”I winced as an image flashed through my mind: Duncan, blood pooling around him as Cailan wrenched an axe out of his side. Guessing why I flinched, Aedan hugged me even closer.“He had a much better end than at Ostagar. I know he wouldn’t regret it – you have to stop blaming yourself.”“I know, I just...”“Just nothing.” I hadn’t.