As with anyone else, Emily often had a polite conversation with them; since she'd been on council, sometimes it was to talk about some upcoming item i... a casual way, which was legal so long as there were three or fewer council members in on the discussion.As far as that went, Driscoll was as welcome as anyone else to drop by the Spee-D-Mart to top off his tank, get a cup of coffee and a donut, and shoot the bull with Emily as she stood behind the register. He often did; she'd known long before. They kept away,which annoyed Jannet as it meant she couldn?t see the strangersbetter. The woman held a magic object in her hands. Of that she wassure. A book of light, as bright as her sun torch.Jannet opened her eyes. The dark was setting in, she needed to returnto her home. She could feel it now, in the air. Something was off. Theair, the forest, the hill, they all felt wrong. Like a metallic tastein her mouth.Returning home she collected wood from behind the house. Placing it inthe garden. "Thank you, I will hold," she said after a few seconds."Judge Whitman, please hold for Judge Morris," Mary said as she handed me the phone."Judge Whitman, how are you doing tonight," I asked."Judge Morris, it's good to hear from you. What may I do for you," Marylyn replied."Marylyn, I wanted to know if you were up and around yet. Are you able to get out?" I asked."I am doing better, and no, not at this time," she replied.'Shit!' I thought, as I said, "Ok, then, I will ask you on the phone then.. As well as having a blast ourselves!” Lynette exclaimed through the telephone line.I was just getting back to where the Bryanston houses started on Eleven Mile Road, so I thought, ‘lower the volume level‘ and Lynette’s voice immediately dropped in my computer’s speakers. “Remember to bring your swim trunks and have Paul bring his, too.”“Yes, Ma’am. What swim suit are you going to wear in the hot-tub ... at least for a minute or two?” I chuckled into the computer’s microphone.“I was thinking of.