We had brought some repair materials along with us, so Wilbur used the welder to repair the door on the safety container. Except for some scratches an... dents, the door was back into service, not as good as new, but usable.The monsoon was upon us. Fortunately, we had been able to get everybody moved into their new homes before the rains came. Wilbur had been busy with his plumbing expertise and had equipped every home with a fully operating bathroom, complete with bidet. That eliminated our need. Don't forget, I've done this many times before." I hope you're right, you know as well as I that we're broke.Getting that girl to dig into Robbins' millions is going to pull usout of the mire."Pet crept away from the door in his stocking feet, returneddownstairs to his cleaning area and put his shoes back on.'That's the why and the how, now all I need is the mistake,' hethought to himself as he continued his polishing.Ten days went by, Pet was now often like a zombie, apparentlydrifting far. He had the same expression on his face in the kitchen that he had the night of her 16th birthday. That same ‘poor little you’ expression. Suddenly drawn back into a memory she had long been trying to forget, she suddenly sees herself in that stupid fluffy dress she had saved for months to buy…so sure her dad and brothers were throwing her a surprise party. They hadn’t, of course…they had never done anything more than push her around and bark out orders all the time. But she had come home all. I asked why is it so?“I met Jane today.”“Oh shit!” I exclaimed.Saima was a bit curious, “What is it with you? What happened.”“Well, I met John today. But tell me your story first,” I demanded from Saima.“Ok. Well, she clearly told me that she has been swinging with John for the last four years.”“That’s what John said to me,” I told her my side of the story. “Alright!” Saima said with a mix of excitement and inquisitiveness, “And what else did he say?”“Well, he said that if we wanted to go. John.