Beall found them replacing dry-rotted side boards."Good day, Tom," he said. "Nice spell of weather for a change." Tis, so we are making the most of it... Hay while the sun shines, you know." Need to talk to Tim a minute." Go ahead, if he's willing."Beall climbed up inside the fragrant shed where Tim McNish was sawing lengths of milled pine. He stopped and smiled at Beall, "Now what?" he said."Just two questions, Tim. Did you know a fair haired whore down in Georgetown called the Swede, or Joan. Nobody was ever hungry for more than a few minutes, nobody was ever sick for very long, and everybody had a tendency to become bored after about a thousand years of living. Therefore, the suicide rate was fairly high for the people over a thousand years old, but nobody cared as long as they did not hurt anyone else when they killed themselves.That extra long life was another of the perks available to my four friends is they joined me in the Rangers. The women were certainly not interested in. " "Ha Ha, shit for brains," Rose Ann called out over the sound of the water as I engaged the shower spray and drew the curtain. Away from her parents Rose Ann had the mouth of a sailor. I heard the door I hadn't locked open and Rose Ann's voice now came from just the other side of the curtain. "You saw me I think it's only fair I see what you have," as she pulled the curtain open. In just panties and a thin bra, Rose Ann kept a death grasp onto the curtain, holding it open despite my grab for. The holiest of the Holy Shrines—the Wailing Wall, the Dome of the Rock and Mount Calvary—were now nothing more than radioactive ash being borne high into the heavens to rain down on the Middle East and, depending on the prevailing winds, over Europe, North Africa and Asia.Unlike the many other cities that had been incinerated, annihilated, vaporised and irradiated, this was one whose name was known to everyone in the world, whose presence would be genuinely missed and for which many people had.