There is no "I am in a dark pool without hope"-fear."Help!" you cry out and try to stay above water. Your body gets heavy, the cold in training draini...g all your strength."Help! please!"That's it? For real? You step into an elevator and drown inside of a cave?Why? What is happening? Everything was fine! Your life was wonderfully boring. You did not even have dreams!Oh, yes that's it. It has to be a dream, it needs to be one.First, you do not recognize it, because you are occupied with your. She opened the door listened for the footsteps coming up the carpeted stairs, but oddly, she swore there was more than just Evelyn's steps she was hearing! A second or two later she was proven right, as her Evelyn and a young lady of perhaps twenty or so turned up the last flight to Marion's apartment. Marion looked at the young visitor and asked Marion, "Who's your friend, or is it a secret!?!" Before she answered, Evie gave Marion a kiss on the cheek and replied, "I found her in an Internet. For some reason, the idea of a gold plated garbage truck to collect trash in just sort of sounded great. I closed my eyes and thought about it. I kept my eyes closed for a little while more and I could just see me driving along in all my gold plated glory, wearing a brand new white felt narrow brim J B Stetson hat and clean Levi's and a new checkered plaid shirt. I wanted a red silk kerchief around my neck. The idea was very pleasing to think on.Of course back then I didn't have the money to do. She was a tease and seemed very proud of that fact. I think Billy and I both had our fair share of gropes and feels of her on many a night. But as far as I know, she never gave in to either one of us. Billy, although he was Linda’s twin brother, one would have never guessed it, he had blond hair and reminded everybody of Dennis the Menace. The year of our eighteenth birthday, everything would change for all of us, little did we know just how much. It was another, somewhat boring Friday night,.