Crash walked out on the deck to get a beer from the refrigerator where we kept half a dozen brands in. I knew he could see plenty of floating boobies....He simply smiled, raised the beer in the air and said, "Evening Ladies," as he walked back inside.We slept in for a while Saturday morning, then I made breakfast for all of us. We split up with Marcy, Vicky and Jenny going to the Food King with a big list.Ching Lee, Lorrie and I moved everything out of the four car garage and gave it a good. With the fog being what it was, he couldn't even see across the meridian to the opposite direction. He began to inspect his car, trying to see if he could spot what had caused that.As Matthew checked his car for damage, a man in a tweed suit stepped out of the forest beside the road, and turned to address the readers."Consider one Matthew Cook, 20, of Rye, New York. A Micro-Electronics student at the South Henrietta Institute of Technology. An A student, well liked. Spends some of his free time. With the right makeup, this hairstyle and niceclothes, even I have to admit I'm something of a knockout.A couple of months later, I read in the paper that the trial's started forthe terrorists I'd testified against before the grand jury and even though Icouldn't possibly be called to testify now, I started carrying the handgunI'd been issued in my purse, just in case. I had a special Federal permit tocarry it even here in Washington and inside the Pentagon where few people areallowed to go. This was the main reason I left you at the Manor, and I thought with all the protection that was granted, you would be safe. Unfortunately that was not the case. If you stay, the sort of life you will lead will be uncertain to say the least." My tears stemmed their flow as I realised that he was not going to send me back."I know it was brave of you to come all this way to find me instead of going to some other farm or household closer to home, but it now means that neither you nor I can go back.