Seven tenths of a second after Julie's words, the hail request was appearing on Ron Sampson's terminal in the intelligence room of Ingram. He returned...it, establishing the communications link, but the return signal did not follow the same route. Instead, it went to a civilian communications satellite in geosynchronous orbit over the Atlantic Ocean and sent the signal down to a standard cellular communications system in the San Francisco Bay area. There the signal found Julie's PC four fifths of. There would be no browsing this creepy place. Nope. In and out was my plan. I knew the massive stone was their vault before I read the carved names. It was appropriately larger than the others, spotlighted, making sure one knew of its importance. Upon reaching it, I closed my eyes, making a memory of my feelings to recall and describe later with my pen. Without warning, emotions swept over me. With tears stinging my eyes, I blurted out, "I want to be a poet." I had spoken these words before but. Tim was able to see several items up on the highest shelves in several aisles that most people could not see. When he saw something both he and others wanted, if he could share, he did. If not, he just made a mark on the list and came back later when no one was watching.“Alright, big man, that’s about it. Let’s pay for this stuff and get outta harm’s way and back home,” Tim’s father suggested with Tim acknowledging by steering the cart toward the front exits.After they paid and made their way. ” He got red in the face and took a step toward me. “But youenjoyed it, you slut!” I slipped his ring off and tossed it in his face. “Yes, Idid. She turned me on more than you ever have!” I turned away andheard him scream with rage. I turned back just in time to see thepolicewoman wrestle him to the floor. She glanced up at me. “You’d better go back upstairs. I’llkeep this guy here for a few minutes.” I nodded and went back upstairs.