“Dispatch Dispatch this is 229”“This is Dispatch go 229”“Cutting through Big Bend frontage road should reach Big Bend in less than five”�...Roger 229” Melanie’s voice paused “frontage road is pretty bad right now be safe and stay out of the river”Swede called in a second later, confirming he was en route to act as backstop if something went wrong.TJ tried to hang back as far as she could to give them time.{The night suddenly blazed with lights ahead of him, a nightmare collage of brilliant white. I know Bonny would approve if I distributed some of the wealth she inherited from Charlie to you. This is as long as the main portion eventually goes to Jimmy when he comes of age.”“This isn’t necessary. How would Charlie look at this? You should consider his probable wishes in the matter like he was still alive.”“Charlie loved Jimmy as much as if it were he who sired him. As long as Jimmy will receive all the money that his will denotes at the time of his death, I feel that Charlie would agree. The morning dragged on, seconds passing like minutes, minutes never seemingly making a complete hour. The course activity a blur. I was there but wasn’t. Thank God for the course material handout which covered this morning’s activities in full. Noon! It finally arrives. And with that, the morning is now history. I slowly venture back to my hotel room. Wondering. Is he here? Where will he be? I am standing at my hotel room door before I realize where I am. How did I get here? I must have been on. His name was Jason and somehow he managed to really fit into our little group by being amazingly charming. The other dog chased tennis balls, would bark if he couldn’t get one and when he got one he would drop it at your feet. His owner was a quiet guy, seemed kind of shy but would talk to anyone and that next door neighbor kind of cute. Asking questions, interested in other peoples dogs. His name was Robert and he kind of fit into our little group. I had gotten to know both of them pretty.