How many things do you do that are like that? When you walk along the beach? When we kayak? When you buy groceries? There are almost always people who...see you walking. We passed people on the beach as we paddled here. Do you always pay cash? In any case, the cashier at your grocery sees you and what you buy. If you use one of those 'supersaver' cards, what you buy is tracked." People still have quite a bit of privacy," Phillip maintained. "We spend more time in our bedroom than anywhere else.. We may have a little problem." I tried to pull the key out, but I couldn't do that either. This was not looking good. Surely it just needs ... I leaned on it as I twisted it, hard. Yes, something was yielding! I took a breath, while the brass loop dug into the palm of my hand, and really pushed. There was a snap — and I was looking at half the key in my hand."Shit. That's all we needed." What's happened?"I showed Penny the broken shaft of the key in my hand. She took off a shoe, went over to. She had told me her daughters would be at work. They worked at a department store, open every day. Margo would be alone, perhaps. She had no husband now. Ringing the doorbell on the white house on the corner, in the working class neighborhood, I felt eyes on me. This was a place where people watched out for each other. And cared for each other. I was hoping they liked to fuck each other too. At least I was hoping that Margo was into it. She opened the door. Her hair was red and her eyes were. . Surprise is a woman ... Surprise owns the boat. She hired me to do what I do best ... provision a yacht. And I stayed.”“She one of those snooty old rich folks?” Albert asked. “Crochety and difficult and looks like her pug dog?”“Umh ... no ... so far she’s just folks ... not as bad as Junior. She gives us shit and we give it right back.”“I do NOT!” I said. “You give me shit ... I figure you know what you’re doing so I take it.“Who is this and how did he get on board?”“Guilty,” said Junior. “I.