I went back into the cave, checked on Maria to find no visible change, then lay down on my sleeping bag. A few minutes later Subi came in and plopped ...own next to me, her chin over my leg. She let out a big sigh and was quiet. I rested my wrist on her back and the next thing I knew I was out for the count.That was when the dreams started. I would have dreams every night for the next two weeks. I could tell they were dreams yet they were so real it felt like I was living them.We were somewhere. Der Abend lief weiterhin gut für Kevin. Wenn es so weiter geht, hätte er ein schönes Polster für den Rest des Monats. Dann gab es ein paar Runden wo Kevin nicht so viel Glück hatte, aber das kannte er schon. Er war immer noch bei ca. 700 im Plus.Es war schon recht spät und die Pokerrunde sollte bald zu Ende sein.Da bekam Kevin zwei Könige auf die Hand. Die ersten drei Karten die offen ausgespielt wurden, waren dann noch ein König und zwei Siebenen. Er hatte ein Fullhouse. Ich begann moderate an. Then the shit really did hit the fan. (Pun not intended)I was surprised at the front of some of his fans. They just walked up the drive and stationed themselves outside the front door of the farmhouse. Or in the garden, or the trees, or the bushes by the house. Or even in my bloody garage when it was raining. Anywhere they fancied actually! The bloody newspaper photographers were even worse. Paparazzi, they call them. Jesus, those arseholes were hiding everywhere you could think of and some. For awhile, he thought he was just going through the motions. That, really, it wouldn't matter if he woke up in the morning. Now that there was an actual chance of that...What would death be like, anyway? Chris closed his eyes. Tried to picture it. Heaven had never made sense. Spending forever with those you loved. Well, what if they didn't want to spend time with you? What if Jodi wanted to spend eternity with her family, and not him? He wouldn't blame her, naturally, but HE didn't want to be.