They settled on the couch, intending to watch a little TV while they ate their ice cream. Reeve, as guys do, grabbed the remote and flicked it.Nothing...He walked over to the set and pressed the 'Power' button.Nothing again.He laughed and shook his head. "Figures that the TV wouldn't work either." I'll call the RV place in the morning," Reeve said shaking his head and almost laughing at their predicament. "I hope they're open on Saturdays."As he sat down next to Darlene, she took the remote from. We both got loud and some guy working their came over and told me to leave.I tried to get my wife to go too buy she wanted to stay so I had to go to are car and wait for her. I waited for at least an hour before I drove home to get are camcorder. thoughts were running through my mind about what those guys said and how my wife was acting at the bar. I was thinking, what if I just left her with them, what would they do to her, so I made my way back and waited.The guy singing got done for the. Actually, I want to talk to you. You've been bugging me all week, and, well, I might have gone a bit far. Can you come over now?" Of course, Anne, I'll be there in a few minutes."The phone went dead and Anne put a pot of coffee on.Stan was true to his word and was at Anne's door in a remarkably short time.Anne opened the door to find Stan there, looking damp and a little dishevelled. "Come in! Come in!" she urged him. Before closing the door she checked - it wasn't raining."You caught me just. Now why did he come around?”“He said he was worried about you. Frankly, I’d say you should be worried about him.”“Why?”“He was on crutches.”“What happened?” I was alarmed. Jordan always seemed so indestructible. I still remembered him shooting Oksamma when a second later, Oksamma would have shot me or Dag or both.“Apparently, he was rushing somewhere early Friday morning over on the Eastside where all the power was out. He went through an intersection where there was no light and someone plowed.