I wasn’t even aware that my eyes had teared up, but as usual, Dakota was taking care of me.The boat ride took nearly an hour to reach the destinatio... that I had picked out for dropping Jill’s urn into the water. The urn was not the usual ceramic urn, instead, it was a square box made of plants so that when we pulled the 4 rubber stoppers out of the urn and tossed it into the ocean, it would sink to the bottom and allow the tide to gently flow Jill’s ashes out into the water. With the urn being. My brain registered all this in a matter of three seconds, but it took alot longer for my conscious mind to comprehend it. Looking around, Inoticed that all of my friends were in a similar state of shock and stupor,only more severe than mine. They all stared either numbly forward or ateach other with their eyes wide and mouths hanging open. Almost half aminute passed before anyone even tried to say a word."What... what the fuck?" Scott muttered in a low voice. "What just...?"Charlie cupped his. ” It was nice to have some banter with a man who was not involved in war. “Ok, love, but just in case there's anything else, this property is on my patch. I’ll make sure I deal with any problems, personally. You can't trust those other cowboys.” He gave me his card. A week later, I reported a leaky tap. He came round and did a double-take when he saw me. I was wearing a nice dress and makeup. “I’m going out soon,” I explained. He just smiled because he knew it was for him. He talked for an hour. You’re ... an angel! You’re both angels!” Eileen crossed herself, having been a good Catholic prior to Fireball Day.“Yes, we are. Angels, that is. Do not leave with this party. Do not attempt to leave with them. Except for any women who fall pregnant to members of the Clarke tribe. There have been some changes of plans. All women impregnated by members of the Clarke tribe must leave with them. The rest of you must decide whether or not to join Adam Clarke or stay here and form a new community.