It started out like any other weekend. A bunch of getting together at someone’s place to hang out, chat, play some games/watch movies and have a few...drinks. I don’t know why she did it, but for whatever reason, that weekend she decided she’d drink Gin instead of the regular. She’d always been a flirty girl, but she had dated a friend of ours, and consequently for a long time she was just seen as a friend who hung out with the guys, regardless of her undeniable sexuality. But enough time had now. The days were slowly getting longer, and much of their past melted away with the snow. Even the small waterfall at the bathing pool began flowing again making gurgling sounds, and on sunny mornings, Canadian geese were seen flying northward in cunning wedges that split the air, announcing with their trumpeting honks that spring was not far behind and the world was awakening into itself again.However, the effects of winter were not over yet, and Clark understood the urgency to make preparations. "We thought you took off for a work-out or something." I used your equipment downstairs instead," I responded with a smile. "How did you sleep darling?" Not too bad, but Amy got up too early," she replied with a pout. "I couldn't get back to sleep." Red must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed, because she was pretty grouchy," I told her. "Is she always like that in the morning?" Yeah, we all are until after at least one cup of coffee," Becky replied, showing me her cup."Now there are. Instinct put up her shield.Instinct made her roaring mind search for any faint feeling a daughter has for her mother.There--was--nothing.Mother was gone.Daddy was gone.The twins were gone.It took just a second of joyous rejoicing to realize the pests of her life ... were gone, and their wives and four small babies.Gone ... not even a wisp to bury.Nothing she could recover ... no relic ... G-O-N-E!The hole was still filling ... there wasn't even any floating debris...Still in shock, she realized.