We swept through her back gate and slipped in via the privacy of herback door. Once inside Molly disappeared immediately but Betty delayedBilly whilst...he wolfed down a huge piece of steak. He was obviouslyhungry and looked up after demolishing the treat. Ruefully Betty raidedher fridge and took out another huge slice."I was saving that for tomorrows dinner, it's a good job we stocked upat the hypermarket." Where's Molly?" I asked."She's probably in the spare room. Billy will find her," smiled. Please get it out."Jackie opened the purse and then located the box. It was small and nondescript, holding who-knows-what."Open it."Jackie lifted the cover from the box. A gasp escaped her lips when she saw the object inside. Carefully, disbelievingly, she lifted a silver bracelet out of the box. Its design was Celtic, the intricate knots woven together in a pattern that matched the links, giving it the appearance of a fluid, living piece of jewelry.The old woman smiled. "Put it on, please." As. On the way home I stopped for gas. She asked about the big lot next to the gas station. “That’s’ the truck stop. We talked about it the other night. You go by it every time you visit me” I said. “How many guys..er..trucks are in there?” Z asked. “A couple hundred. Some with wives or girl friends but all with beds”. I told her. “Beds, what do you mean beds?” she asked. I could tell she was mentally picturing a conventional bed and wondering where they put it. In the . I headed off to Helen's Sit Down for breakfast. I recognized a couple of cops and paramedics from the cop out. None from the night before though. Also none with whom I felt comfortable enough to sit.So I sat alone at one of the picnic table Jack had built. I had been seated only a couple of minutes when a much younger man in the casual uniform of an EMT approached. "Would you mind if I sat here?" he asked."Not at all." I said, then waited for him to go on."I'm Everette Simpson my dad went to.