.." It's late," Fiona snapped and, after a little protest, dragged her friend away from the house."I just wanted a little fun," Kathryn moaned wistful...y as they meandered down the street."You had a little fun," she replied and smirked. "We'll be late back! And seriously," Fiona moaned as they stepped into the country lane. "Next time, remember to bring your own coat!" Why?" Kathryn said with a barely-stifled giggle. "Hayden has to come up and see me tomorrow to collect his." She pulled the. Then she spun on the bed and stood. _What the fuck is going on?_ Some woman in a lab coat was holding some kind of box with two joysticks--a large and bulky version of a PlayStation controller. Yeony tried to speak, but was still mute. At least she could move her eyes around. She watched as the woman wiggle the joysticks, and her body responded accordingly. Yeony suddenly realized that the woman was controlling her body by remote control from that control box. Yeony turned left, and lost sight. We finished our shopping for the accents we talked about and headed home just before 4 and brought our things in, after stopping at my house, and reconfigured the living room a little. Adding the fireplace accents and moving the sofa made a ton of difference. I only had to hang the school house clock over the mantel. I got the hardware I needed to do that and looked for a ladder, but had to settle for a dining room chair to stand on.I got the hanger tight on the wall and pulled on it a few. “If they know their way around a hammer and saw, sure,” I replied.“My brother lives in New Orleans and builds houses for a living. Last summer, building almost stopped, with many of the houses not even complete. He’s desperate for work, and probably willing to move to Omaha for a job. He might even get the five men who worked for him to come along,” he suggested.“If he wants to move to Omaha, we’d love to have him join us. I expect that we’ll have at least two hundred people working there.