"Why?" I asked, but they just laughed and wouldn't really tell me anything.I went down the stairs, feeling a little nervous maybe, but not scared or a...ything. The basement wasn't finished. It looked pretty plain and filled with a lot of junk the way basements are. The washer and dryer was down there and boxes and old bicycles and some weight lifting equipment that looked like it never got used. The only thing that seemed really odd was the old stained mattress laying flat on the floor and then. I actually was happy when I finally passed out. After Sharon had made me chew up and swallow an aspirin and got me propped up while she called 911. It was due to her efforts that I'm laying in this hospital bed with tubes running in and out of me instead of on a cold metal gurney in the hospital morgue.Maybe I didn't treat youQuite as good as I should have.Oh, Sharon is my wife of 23 years by the way. This is where I'm supposed to tell you how we met and how gorgeous she is and what our first. He feels protective, of course. But he also feels other things, warmer things. If I am with him when I sense a new emotion, I can usually tell what it is. For instance, the other morning, the first morning we shared a bed, I took off my clothes in front of him." I know, you told me," Rayna said flatly."But what I didn't tell you was the sense of awe that swept over Jorgarn," Denae said. "He found me attractive. He longed to touch to me. He found me beautiful." You are beautiful," Rayna pointed. Then everything was covered in sheaves of grass. At the top of each row a split sapling was laid to hold them down in bad weather. The saplings were tied down at the ends. I fashioned a long grass mat to cover the top ridge that was held in place by another two split saplings. The holes on either end were left open for smoke. Two months it took me, and at the end of it I stood back and shook my head. I said to myself, "The first good storm that comes up will carry the damned thing half-way to.