"I wonderwhy?" I would have never thought it possible dryads could be angry withother dryads," said Bob. "But I doubt whatever she's mad about isn'tov...rly important. She'll probably turn up soon enough and they'llprobably hold another orgy to celebrate her return. I doubt any ofthese dryads have the attention span to stay angry at anyone verylong." Perhaps. But I also have a theory or two of my own I'd like to workon, Bob," she said, wondering how her newest experiment at home wasproceeding in. He was starting to squeeze the trigger a second time when the sound of sirens, and screech of brakes as Sergeant Mills arrived, made him pause. Joan Mills jammed her cruiser into ‘Park,’ grabbed the riot gun out of the rack next to the radio, and jumped out. She saw the man – she thought it was Rod Billingham, but wasn’t sure – pointing a gun at another sheriff’s cruiser. ‘Sheriff’s Department!’ Joan yelled, aiming her shotgun at the man. ‘Drop the gun and get on the ground! Do it now!’ Rod. That made Ian more interested in her, so at his next stop, which was his rural home, he slid a chicken pot pie into his microwave and did a little Googling on his desktop PC while he waited for the food to heat. The only words he entered into the search bar were ‘Kristin Kreuk.’ Ian was amazed at the number and variety of photos that popped up once he clicked on ‘Images.’ Some were ‘girl-next-door’ sweet, some were engagingly beautiful, while still others made her look like a wannabe. .. him?"Jennifer's voice was flat and calm. Her stare was almost vacant. She spoke almost as if hypnotized, as if drugged with truth serum."Yes. At the hospital I ... I sat down next to James and leaned against him. He put his arm around me, and we cried together. He said he needed a drink, that he had some 'special stuff' at his apartment for times like these. He asked me to join him." Did you suggest going to a public place instead, or better yet, remind him that you were married and suggest.