And I know about the transportation thing. We have to tell Cindy. Cindy, who’s named that twin Cessna ‘Songbird’ after the plane that starred in...the Sky King TV series of the Fifties and Sixties. Lord only knows where she got the videos. Doesn’t matter.Legality? Cindy’s still only a private pilot, but her flying is ‘incidental to the business’ so we’re on the safe side of the razor’s edge of federal regulations. As for her skills, nobody here questions them. Wally’s run her through the mill in. Marberry looked to be in his late 50’s, slightly graying hair and from what she could tell a physique of a man half his age.Hanging up the phone he stood up and came around his desk and extended his hand saying “Miss Hewitt it is a pleasure to meet you. My daughter Sharon has nothing but nice things to say about you, except for what has brought you to me.”She took his hand and shook it saying, “Thank you, it’s a pleasure meting you too, and yes Sharon is a good friend. And as for the business. Den ganzen Abend wich er mir kaum von der Seite, berührte mich bei jeder Gelegenheit. Anja hatte mich vorgewarnt, dass er ein geiler, aber harmloser Bock sei. "Pass auf, das gibt viel Trinkgeld und einen Extrabonus. Du wirst schon sehen. Ignorier das Antatschen und die Sprüche einfach." Anja hatte nicht untertrieben. Antatschen schien dazuzugehören.Am Tresen hatte sich noch eine reine Männerrunde breit gemacht. 6 Männer verschiedenen Alters, die erst spät gekommen waren, aber seitdem schon. I began to slow my breathing and clear my mind of distractions. I sat there and began to look inward. How have I used this second chance? What, if anything, have I achieved? Is it what I want, or is it just what the Guardians have asked me to do? Where do I fit into this? Is there a way to make my wants and needs come in line with that? Should they?The questions kept coming. I cleared them from my mind and concentrated on just meditating. Soon I had reached that quiet place I sought. I stayed.