But as summer ran down into fall her face got a little sadder every day. And I couldn’t think for why. At first she wouldn’t tell me and then even...ually she did. It was all on account of her father who was sickening from some rare disease there didn’t seem to be a cure for. Each day, when she came, she would tell me that her father was getting worse. And I felt so sorry and bad that I couldn’t help her except that I could show her how much I loved her. Well, one day, she said that her father. She spoke with a voice that was deepfor a woman, but nothing like that of a man."Kyle," she said. "Who ... oh, it is the rivertalker, and Liesl.Welcome to our little shop. I can't talk much now. I have to keepthis bead going. Have Kyle show you around, and I'll get to you whenI finish." With that she turned back to her work and slapped thehelmet down."George?" River said."Short for Georgette, my partner," Kyle said, unclear about theconfusion."Oh my. You thought ...," Liesl giggled, unable to. It was too risky to stay away from the farmhouse for too long.September 24, 2034Clark was again awakened for the third night in several days by the barking of the dogs. The disturbance played out in the front yard of the house, but this time Blizzard and Ginger sounded distraught. He jumped out of bed and went to look from the bedroom window. The light from the half-moon didn’t help at all to see what had disturbed the dogs.Blizzard was doing most of the barking. His bark was sharp, loud and. I waved back and then turned back to Rick. “Is there any food around?” “Sure, if you go inside there is a buffet, help yourself.” **** The buffet was hard to miss since it ran along an entire wall. I picked up a paper plate a plastic fork and a napkin and then began to fill up the plate. “Someone is hungry.” I turned and Carla was standing next to me. “Yeah, and this looks so good.” There was a faint smell of coconut oil coming off her golden brown skin. She picked up a plate and began to.