That he seemed oblivious to her need only heightened her desire. Her limited understanding of the man had helped construct a Promethean edifice out of...the man, and she had shared that towering image of the man with the world, Berensen’s reputation rested on his music, to be sure, but reputations are all too often manufactured and embellished to suit commercial needs, and his reputation had been in her capable hands ever since his surprise emergence from the Soviet Union thirty years ago. She. It was some fourteen months ago that Paul, Antoinette and Calen {pronounced K-Len} left for Ireland.Apart from the occasional phone call requesting help for his PC, I hardly heard from Paul or his family, until four weeks ago. Out of the blue I got an email from him which rather intriguingly read."Hi Ray, Just wanted to tell you that Antoinette and I have become parents again, I apologise for the delay in telling you but Antoinette want to wait till all the arrangements had been made. Well if. I hadn’t bought any new movies in a while and I was bored with what I had at home. I decided to stop and pick something up. My girlfriend was out of town and I knew I was going to be alone that night. I parked my car and walked in. I’m always a little nervous about going into these places. As silly as it sounds, for some reason I think I’m going to see someone that knows my mom or something. That day it was empty. There was a weird looking guy looking around towards the back, the clerk, myself,. He pushed the thought from his mind, instead refocusing his mind on his task of sifting through the various plastic and metal refuse that littered the sand. Something particularly shiny caught his eye, and he felt for it in the sand. Whatever it was, it was large and very metal. Something perfect to trade in the next village he came by. He began digging for it in earnest, using his handy shovel to clear the sand off of the top. After a few scoops, his shovel began clanking on the metal, and he.