“I wish you luck. I think it’s a good shot but there are no guarantees. You may have to do some farming to eat at some point.” They assured me t...at they already had an agreement for Ed to help with farming chores on one of my uncle’s farms near the house they had chosen. I wished them luck as they left.Shirley and I went into the radio room to “spin the dial” while we listened for any station that might be calling. Shirley told me that we were lurking. Some people did that a lot before the Day. The plan was that I would look at what was available and collect the information. Then Jess and I would go back and look over what seemed promising. I set out with my little home inspection kit—a pen light, small screwdriver, stud finder, and miscellaneous tools. Hey, I said I was a nerd.If you don't know how these open houses work, there is usually a realtor or two present representing the owner. They will walk you through and then give you some free time to poke around while they grab the. All drinks and alcohol were help yourself, except the cocktail bar that we were going to open for a few hours each evening.When guests arrived at the camp, they would be escorted to the gatehouse. Once there, we would: verify that they signed our contract, be shown a blood test for sexually transmitted diseases and lock away all electronic devices, including any filming equipment. If they tried to smuggle them out of the gatehouse the walkthrough EMP generator will literally blow the circuitry. .. girl stuff."R.J. raised a doubtful eyebrow. "Girl stuff?" He shrugged. "If yousay so." I do. Say, can I bring you anything from the kitchen?" Just your company." He winked. "Go... have a good breakfast. Or isit lunch by now?" It's lunch, and I will." She winked back and headed for the kitchen.* * * * *"How long do I have to stand like this?" Laura asked. She was standingin her old bedroom on the second floor of the Saloon, wearing only herunbuttoned camisole, her drawers, shoes, and.