Eric is a little, silly, pumpkin-alligator-toothpick-koala." She smiled.Eric suddenly remembered his summer. It had been fantastic andexhilarating, de...anding and rewarding. He knew he had made lots of moneythrough hard work, worn industrial clothing, used a framing hammer, cutwood with a circular saw, and carried boxes and other heavy things hitherand thither. He knew he had cleaned himself diligently each day after workand had shaved all his body hair off in order to minimize the risk. Jack’s school life had been punctuated with detentions and truancy. Not a bad boy, just a cheeky kid really. His cheeky chappy shenanigans continued through to college where he would sleep around and smoke the weekends away with his mates. As an adult, Jack loved nothing more than the thrill of chasing pretty girls and the bigger thrill of succeeding in bedding them. When he’d settled into the working world as a delivery driver for the various pharmacies in the area, he’d begun to desire Lily.. Silly me&hellip, No mamm, you heard me correctly&hellip,I need to change my name and address records please. Teagan&hellip,sweetheart are you serious? Yes Mrs. Loden, I am. My new last name is Ryan-Marstadt, and I live with Mike, my husband in our home now. Here is my marriage license. Teagan said rather matter of factly, handing her license to Mrs. Loden. Mr. Stockton, can you join me out here for a moment? Mrs. Loden called into the principals office. Well hi Teagan. Mr. Stockton said. We found the old roadway; at least, it was another large intersection and followed it south. We quickly found the ruins of a decent sized little city that suggested we were on the right road. It was largely destroyed which confirmed my fears about hurricanes. So far, we had had a few sprinkles. I did not want a storm. We were not prepared for it. I knew what a hurricane could do from living in Orlando. No one else understood the situation.We spent a day resting and cleaning equipment, horses.