That took the edge off of Mike's urge to explore the inner parts of the cave system.Heather, the girl they had rescued from the accident was sitting c...oss-legged behind Wendy braiding her hair like she was playing with her dolls. Wendy didn't mind at all because she had received scant attention from her mother ever since the unfortunate loss of her "late in life" child in a miscarriage almost two years ago.The still attractive mature woman was raising dust with the broom from the RV and Mike. Fucker. Carlos was outside and I tossed him my keys. He took the Nova left, I took the Ford right. If Patrick was any good there was a tracker on it, so I went to where he already knew. I parked in the public lot and went up to my condo. I showered, called home, and flopped on the couch to watch TV. Nine o’clock came with a nock on the door and I pulled the gun out. It was a Glock 17 and it would stop a rhino if it had to. I checked the video and the peep hole. Fuck. I opened the door to. ’ He patted Jack on the shoulder. ‘Good man!’ Jack stood up straighter at being called a man, instead of a boy. His father checked his watch. ‘Come on! We should be getting home.’ He stood up, faced the grave and stood at attention. He saluted sharply. ‘Goodbye, Sir!’ They walked out of the cemetery. ‘Dad?’ ‘Yes, Jack?’ ‘Will you tell me about him?’ ‘Of course. The first thing you should know about Jack was that he loved basketball.’ Jack looked up at his father in surprise. ‘Yes, he did. A. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body.I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions.Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the more interesting experiences that we have had since then.Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas.