Stepping away from the portal, she lowered the bags and automatically glanced back.What if Leda followed her through? Certainly the woman had seen her... disappearing through the gate. Her glimpse of the person turning the corner was so fleeting that she hadn’t actually identified the figure as Leda, though she knew instinctively that it was. She glanced back again, intending to clear additional space for the woman to step through, if she appeared. With a shock, Rebecca realized the gate wasn’t. Cindy slept surprisingly well. Nervous exhaustion overruled tumultuous anxiety and plunged her into a deep dreamless sleep that only ended with the steady bleating of the alarm clock at 7:00 the next morning. She lay listening to the clock for about 30 seconds, feeling that getting out of bed was an almost impossible task. She thought about her accumulated sick leave, but that wasn't the Martin family way. They plowed right ahead and did what needed to be done. So, pressing hard against the. By Trish.I am sure when Susan first got back from Afghanistan, most people whoknew her probably thought her sudden passion for injured soldiers andtheir families was just a passing phase, and I'll admit I was one ofthem. When it came to Susan I was still torn between two poles and hadbeen talking to a therapist to help me get over of the bitterness I stillfelt about how she used me.I know if she had not done what she did, then I would probably have spentmy life trapped in a soul destroying. She laid him down on a cot inside what could only be described as a jail cell for it had only a cot, a sink, a toilet, and small shower. There was also a curtain drawn to block the cell's occupant of any view of the rest of the downstairs living area, which was actually quite large. Ellen stripped him of every scrap of clothing. She then locked her prisoner in and went upstairs. Ellen collected all of his clothing and promptly burned it all in a barrel. She gathered his electronics and.