. Down."Share with me my sorrow and I'll share with you my joys!"That saying was above a long hall as the first hint that things are goingto get a li...tle weird as John passed under that sign. The process itselfwould make the bravest man faint dead away. John was told what toexpect, more or less, but it was a kind of reader's digest of the processand far easier to imagine than to live.That digest was a somewhat clinical and boring version that hints it'snot going to be all that great, but not. After all, why would one waste so much money just to travel to a nothing little village? People who climbed aboard the Clockwork Railways usually had only one goal: to travel to London, heart of the British Imperium. But perhaps they were soldiers, returning from the distant western battlelines after arriving on the coast? The trains let them ride at discounted prices, and the women did carry themselves with a degree of discipline that most other folk did not have. The men did as well, but. Two Days Later“That was good work we did getting this loaded and hitting the earlier ferry,” said John. Nick, being short couldn’t reach the dashboard with his feet and agreed with his dad as they drove across France. He was playing a game on his Smart phone. “I’m amazed how well she does ... you know Doreen, in her sixties,” John added, carefully negotiating a roundabout, the wrong way but the right way in France. “Salt of the earth that one, mind you Charles does well too, they’re a smashing. It was almost as if a steady stream of cheerleading quality girls kept joining the school as well as the squad each year.But Francine didn't want to join the cheerleaders that much; she just wanted a reason to be around her sweetie Jack after school. He had joined the junior high team as a blocker after a growth squirt over the summer break shot him up in height by five more inches. He was the tallest guy in the seventh grade class now. The coach wanted him on all the teams but settled for.