I was glad she was out of town, because I sure didn't need her asking me what the hell I was up to pounding on my piano in the middle of a work day.I ...eeded some suitable thinking music, so I pulled out my dog-eared copy of the Well-Tempered Clavier and started with the C major prelude. If figured I had enough pondering ahead of me to be able to get through every key and then some. I'd worn a couple of pianos out on this music. It was familiar, so with an occasional sip of beer, and a break now. " Don't tell me," Ben said as the interesting smell Gwen was giving off increased again, "I was suppose to be the target, right?" No way dweeb," Gwen snorted, "I wouldn't waste a spell like this on a peabrain like you. I was going to give the spell a null target, that's no target to you, Ben, that would negate the spell before it took affect, but thanks to your interruption I accidently cast it as a general target instead. That means everyone in our general area was affected by the spell." How. Tiffany ended up not playing one downin this game. Coach Ryan told Tiffany that they were playing a weak teamand he was going to rest Tiffany that game. Tiffany wanted to play anddid not think it was fair that Coach Ryan was not playing her in thisgame. When the Western High school offense was on the field, Brian satwith Tiffany and tried to comfort her. During the game, Brian stopped tolook at the cheerleaders, Tiffany saw him looking at the scantly cladgirls and Brian saw Tiffany catch him. Although she hadn't slept like she did that night since they were married, Wendy once again, ran like a puppy in her sleep, directed the Boston Pops orchestra, spent most of the time on David's side of the bed and pushed him out twice.None of which woke him up ... he was already awake. David and scary movies do not get along.Amazingly refreshed, Wendy drafted David ... and the Suburban ... the dynamic duo headed back to the rockslide and the Wendy sized tunnel.No amount of talking could.