Bowles and Mrs. Field had brought popcorn and oatmeal cookies. There were more than enough people doing the various tasks that each of the couples had...a few chances to sit in the cab of one of the trucks 'to get warm'.Greta and I got warm alright! With so many people so close, there was no opportunity to get overheated though, which was probably a good thing.There was going to be a big church party this weekend where the local nativity scene would be assembled in front of the local Presbyterian. I waited the next day till after dinner to sit the women folk down and talk to them, I asked them how they felt about em being their master, they said that they love the way it was and hoped that they could continue the way it is.I told mom that as their master I wanted mom to call george and have him come over, mom called him and he came over and mom was waiting for him when he got there.George my mother said john is going to become your master he looked shocked, mom called me then and I came. When he used to cross-dress he had nevereven dared leave his home.He gripped the handle firmly, stopping his trembling fingers. He openedthe door and peeked out. All clear. He took several deep breaths, headedfor the elevator, walking quickly, too quickly. When he slowed his gaitbecame awkward. If anybody saw, he would just draw more attention tohimself. Walk normal, he chastised himself. You're wearing a blouse, nothigh heels.He reached the elevator and boarded it. Thankfully empty. Started. .. there are several wrecks in shallow water ... Little Sable Point sticks out into Lake Michigan about three miles ... but it's a gradual curve to the north and west and the lighthouse is abandoned The Point blocks the view of the rest of the story ... umh ... journey. There isn't any place to hide from Whitehall to Pentwater. No harbors, no rivers, no creeks ... nothing ... just Lake Michigan ... in December.Holland to Port Sheldon was everything the weatherman promised ... and more..