Maybe it was because I was in shock. That didn’t stop me from thinking. I knew I had to report this incident to the authorities. But who and where w...re the authorities? I still didn’t know where I was. Was I still in Texas? I didn’t have a chance to ask the man lying in the dirt in front of me. I started to get practical. I was tired of walking and the dead ‘gentleman’ had no further use for his horse. I had gone horseback riding as a little girl but that was a long time ago. Still, I knew the. "That sounds good," Tera and Michael both called to the young woman's back as she waved over her shoulder and disappeared into the building behind them.Michael and Tera passed through the rest of the day easily, by the time late afternoon arrived Michael was starting to feel the effects of little sleep in the last twenty hours."What time are we suppose to be at Valerie's," Michael asked from his seat next to Tera."About an hour, long enough to get cleaned up and changed," she responded.Tera had. Better now when the break could be clean and any mess or rubble he could accept. Accept and rebuild, till a fortress surrounded him, with walls of steel and locks of iron.Luke wished her the best. He was walking away. It was like Ellen. Only worse. She was his Jessie. She, more than anyone else, deserved to be happy. Even if it meant someone else, someone better. He would endure being Rick watching Ilsa leave on a plane out of Casablanca. He would be Vedder mumbling that she would "be the sun. It carries the project you requested. You realize the carrier won't have enough power to get back... ''Park it in my back yard... ' Béla replied. 'We will be happy to care for your pilot until the northern sun returns.'Béla patiently chanted her Sumarian prayer several more times. Appropriately, it was a simple prayer for a good harvest. She finally heard the carrier's noisy propellers as the craft approached. She and Elaine were mind-linked together, Elaine standing opposite Béla, one of them.