”“Yes, sweety, but not with you.”Allie nodded but did not look reassured.“Anyway, Allie sweety, you’ve got a piano lesson next door in ten m...nutes.”“No, Mum. Not this evening. I’d be useless. Anyway, I’ve left my music behind.”“OK. Well you go up, have shower to wash Danny off you and get into comfy clothes. I’ll tell Nessa you won’t be round.”“Don’t tell her why”“OK, poppet. I’ll just say you’re a bit under the weather.”“Thanks, Mum.”Allie dragged herself upstairs. She did not have a shower. I wondered about the significance of the fact that so many people we were finding were related on one another. The three men from Manitoba; the boys from Chicago; and the Kazners, father and daughter. How peculiar that with so few survivors, most of those we had found appeared to have been related by blood.So far, at least, only Brigitte and I were lone survivors.The newcomers had no objection to our plan to travel southward. It was decided that the two boys would share our RV, and the Kazners. "Your mind just came slave... not your body." The succubus laughed maliciously as I crumbled at her feet, face first."Oh, is the slave broken?" But I could not even answer, I felt the drool drip from my mouth as I mumbled."Good. You have learned your place. It was fun breaking you... while it lasted. But you are nothing more than a S.L.A.V.E." As she voiced every single letter, Lilinreia placed the tip of her boot beneath my chin, and lifted it, if only a little."Time to pack you up." She said. My spirits were high.Not a happier soul, nor more hopeful than I.When I picked out my winner, how was I to know,That a horse with no jockey would do all my dough?Drover's DreamOne night when travelling sheep,my companions lay asleep,There was not a star to illuminate the sky,I was dreaming, I suppose,for my eyes were nearly closed,When a very strange procession passed me by...First there came a kangaroo,with his swag of blankets blue,A dingo ran beside him for a mate,They were travelling mighty.