‘3…2…1…’ ‘Go!’ In a flurry of movement, Damien pushed the door in, Kelly rolled into the room with Delaney trailing her, taking less tha... a second between each action. Just as Damien and Veronica burst in to the room, two voices called ‘Clear!’ on the I.N. Bright light emanated from the middle of the room as V proceeded into it, in her peripheral she could see Kelly and Delaney moving down the walls into opposite corners so that they were clear of the fields of fire of the next person coming in. ‘Goodbye, Robert. Your family is a haven of love in a less-feeling world and I appreciate your introduction to it. I can never give enough love to provide my fair share. Rather than bring you all down I’ll move on and maybe find an approximation one day. My love to you all. Julie.’ What? I tore downstairs and took the truck over to her apartment. The new tenants were moving in. ‘Julie? Sorry, she’s been gone since Saturday at least. No idea where. Said to mark deceased on any mail.’ Lovely.. ’ For the next month, Larissa would not have to worry about cranberry juice. We talked on the phone, emailed eather other, and all that stuff, but we were almost never together. Finding a time when were free in evenings was a moonshot. We stayed in touch–but with car phones, emails, phone messages, etc. We got together, barely, for one dinner, a lunch, and two occasions of stealth sex (in the house after the kids were alseep and out before the morning paper arrived). But then came the words. Still, it made things go a lot smoother. By October 1, I had fifty manufactured homes set up and ready to be occupied. The four farmers got first choice, and the rest of their employees got their choice based on a lottery. I had eleven left over, which I had expected.I was even living in one of the manufactured homes, myself, while my house was being built. The house I was building was nearly identical to the house I had grown up in--a 1940’s era two-story farmhouse.I purchased chickens,.