We were surprised that we made it nearly two-thirds the way around the second lap before the boys playfully tripped up Mom and me. No matter that this...is nearly a daily ritual for us, we still shriek and laugh as we search for a good grassy location to go down onto, rolling once or twice with the dogs close behind us. And once we come to a stop on our back, arms and legs splayed out (it’s truly amazing how we always seem to be in that position after we go down) the dogs are quickly licking. Yeah, it’s all three. Come west for twenty seven and one quarter miles then you will see a large canal. Go over the canal and turn left. It will be a good dirt road, go five miles and you will see an airboat waiting on the right side of the road. There is a parking area there. When will you be there. You know me pretty well. I’ll be waiting at ten tomorrow morning. Right, Buddy, Damned right, Semper Fi.’ Rick looked at me. ‘He will be here in the morning, no bull shit to that guy. He is. Gramps, on the other hand, had nothing but time if he wasn't on a job somewhere.So we were familiar with the house. It had three bedrooms. Gramps used the big one. The last time we'd been there, one of the smaller bedrooms had his desk and papers in it, which was boxes of stuff from his former career as a detective. The other one had odds and ends in it. We just assumed they'd been cleaned out and that we'd each get one. Since all three bedroom doors were within ten feet of each other, we had. Julia tried to calm her down by creating light conversation. “Everything will be alright, Megan. You can stay hear as long as you need.” Juliet said. “Thanks,” replied Megan.“There is no rush and we have tons of stuff to do. Look, I even have loads of old tele shows that we can watch. Lost, Eureka, Hawaii 5-0, 24, Sex and the City, The Office, I Love Lucy…”Megan zoned out as Julia recited a list of television shows. She was still upset. She wanted to know why her house burned down. Whose fault.