“How do you feel?” she asked.I was young and not all that bright, but I knew what she was talking about. I felt like my answer was the most import...nt answer of my whole life. And, unable to put everything that was threatening to break my skull open into words, my mouth just said, “Good.”It was a typical sounding fourteen year old response to a very atypical question. Those of you who are parents knew what I’m talking about. You ask for information and you get a one word response that sounds. I was even more scared.-the more scared you get, the more hormones you produce and the more fun you will offer us!--what? No, no please!--look she is scared…-Someone patter my cheek. I turned my face away. It was disgusting.-we are gonna have some real fun today-Suddenly, a motorbike stopped at the other side of the road. Someone got off, but all i can say is that it was a man. No idea about anything else, because my eyes were blurred by the tears.-hey, keep moving Buddhist ass!-Looks like he. No one say anything without an attorney being present," Tom said."Oh, no. I'm afraid you all are being charged with terrorist activity. It will be a long time before we are required to let you have attorneys. No, I am sure we will get all the information we require from you way before that portion of your rights finally kick in," Whisper said smugly."Ohh... You shouldn't be too sure of yourself. For example; now you see these men with you," Tom said and gestured at the men, "now you don't."One. We agreed to go to dinner with them then went walking around the property. I was quite surprised seeing the sugar shack was still standing and just needed little work. The rows of maple trees were close by and just needed some clean up between them. Lee had plans to purchase a few used camping trailers and showed us where she planned to park them.She said she was going to buy some machinery to help set up the electric, plumbing and to build roads and trails. I am sure my readers don't really.