We even went so far as to tell everyone that we would blow the ships horn for everyone to come back if anything went wrong.The heat was unreal there. ...t was 130 degrees in the shade. The natives warned us not to swim in the water. They said that 19 of them had recently been devoured by sharks. But the water was our only escape from the heat.The guys from the Midwest were really getting done in by the heat. Because there is no natural salt in any fruits or vegetables grown in the Midwest, they. As I said my mothers house was a bloody mess, and since I had nothing else to do I started cleaning it up. If she dropped a dirty plate I gave her a smack across the mouth, or bottom the same went for my sister and Hazel if she gave me lip. They soon got the message, and the same went with them bathing. Now at least they washed, or showered every day. Mum even started to use the washing machine to wash clothes in, rather than a place to stow her empties.God knows where Hazel appeared from, she. That slapped me out of my fantasy world and brought me crashing to reality like a plane nose-diving into the ocean. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I looked over to see Liz with a big toothy grin on her face. She was wearing what she'd had on all day: leggings, polo shirt, and jumper. Except, I knew, minus her panties. You know, the ones that were covering the bottom half of my face! For a few seconds, I was frozen, then it suddenly dawned on me that Liz had set the whole thing up, it all made. It had stopped raining but was cold and windy and James was looking forward to warming himself in Ann’s embrace. The house was quiet when he unlocked the door, and he could see a soft light from the bedroom. The lamp on the night stand was on, and James could see that Ann had fallen asleep reading. He picked up the book from where it lay on the bed and put it on the night stand. He reached out and gently brushed his fingers over the curve of Ann’s cheek; God he had missed her and her sweet.