"We fly over them mountains all the time. I never saw nothin' down there it looked like you could drive a tank over." Let alone five hundred of them,"...Brian said. "I don't know. I can't think of any other way they could've done it short of driving all the way around the mountains and coming in from behind the LZ itself. That would be a trip of more than four hundred klicks. They would've had to refuel at least twice and probably three times." And how would they have gotten by the LZ?" Matt. Just like that, her husband wouldn’t need to worry about disposing the dreamstone.“ ... or an abandoned well.” Maxamed looked at his placid wife, annoyed that she had somehow broken the dreamstone and then offered no ideas of her own for its disposal. “Why did your touch break it?”“I think ... I think ... I had a vision of its destruction,” Khadra lied. “And my touch was its annihilation. I bet if you went back to the covering now, it would be empty. The evil that plagued the Andersons is gone. By the time he sold out, Terry would have come up with her own definition of happiness. She’d see selling the business as one more step along the way.“You might be right. She might view it as a sign of her success.”Wanting to change the subject away from his business, Dan looked over at where the women were talking. He asked, “How’s it going with Amanda and Terry?”Tom smiled and said, “Great. Amanda has been spending three nights a week over at my house. Terry and I are getting along better. They moved toward one another. Billie, walking awkwardly through soft, white sand, as the woman lifted her legs high stepping through the water. The late afternoon sun reflected in such a way that he could not see her in detail, just the outline of a young, shapely woman. At one point she lay back into the sea, closed her nose with one hand while arching to return to standing so that her hair would be pulled neatly off her face and neck by the cascading water. As she did so Billie realized that.