ART 4 THE PLANTING OF HEAVAN'S SEEDHeavan has her huge tall daughter carry me up to the next floor where there was a special bed constructed with a sm...ll pocket that her daughter lay me down into it so my body was sunk down even with the bed ,strapping me in so I could not move or resist what ever Miss Heavan had in store for me , some thing about I being the one for the use ,for what use.Miss Heavan entered the room and sat next to me on the bed and told me what I had been chosen for And while those hints would primarily benefit her and the company, he might gain some small rewards of a more personal nature. That part felt a bit selfish, but how could he not hope?And so a couple of weeks after his last and unfortunate meeting with Smoke, Merlin came home from the office one afternoon and stood before the mirror. “Smoke, come! Please?”Swirly clouds condensed into Samuel’s wizened image, the usual stogie between his fingers and dressed in his signature white linen suit. “Yes,. He grunted and wiggled in. They hugged him and went back to sleep thinking that with David there they were safe. Later when the tornado hit, they slept through it.The tornado wiped out a two hundred foot wide path south west of them and entered the bay just above Pat and Crystal's home. A beer joint and a pawn shop across Bay Shore Drive were destroyed. Trees hundreds of years old were uprooted. Nothing Pat owned sustained any damage. The tornado ripped into North Bay with such force that. All mediums. Draping them over her arm, a look of satisfaction crossed her face. For good measure, she ran her hand along each pair of shorts she passed on the way back to the fitting room. The last one she touched was it. Without a liner, they were the thinnest, softest shorts in the store. Returning to the fitting room, she caught Chase just coming out. "Hold it there, buster. Go try these on." Chase took the shorts from her and shrugged. Upon returning to the dressing room and dropping his.