Are you ready, Bruce?" Bruce lowered a ramp from the van, then emerged pushing a wheelbarrow filled with two shovels, a 50lb bag of lye, and some oth...r supplies. "Let's go," he smiled. The walk took the better part of 45 minutes, but it was well worth it. By the time they stopped they were so far into the woods that they could un-gag the girls if they wished to, no one would hear them if they screamed. The men were a little winded so they rested for a few minutes before beginning. The girls. "Grilled cheese?" Sol mocked him but grinned. "What are you, twelve?" Luke ignored him. "I wonder what her story is." "You and your stories. Not everyone has a big story behind them, kid." Sol shook his head. "Maybe." Luke tapped a finger on the table as he thought. Emma was polite, but not quite friendly. There had to be a story there, and Luke liked stories. Stories were why he'd come to the city in the first place. He wanted to be a writer, and couldn't do it on his parents' farm. He. Cummings was in my room with Evan."Ah, look at you! Ready to get out of here?" Yes, please."He looked at my neck and gave Evan instructions on how to pull the stitches out in a few days. After Dr. Cummings took care of signing my release papers, he told us where to go for processing and gave me a brief hug goodbye."You take care, now. I don't ever want to see you back in here again."I grinned at him, "I'll do my best."As we made our way to the main entrance, I worried about what would happen. This made the lunch feast we had yesterday look meager. Angela finished her prayer looking as ravenous as I felt, but Jill seemed withdrawn and still near to tears.Looking to Angela, I asked; "So, how did it go for you?"Her eyes got wide and she said; "OWW! I thought he was killing me at first! I could not BELIEVE that it could hurt that much. I thought; how could women keep doing this over the years if it hurt so. After a bit, though, it started to feel really, really good. What really freaked.