No, I'd stay with the extrasensory-connection explanation. It was just as valid and more interesting.We'd dropped anchor in Bullfrog Bay for the night...when the sound of a ringing telephone shattered our conversation and appreciation of a star-studded night sky."Oh, no," Deanna muttered.James rose to his feet and went below. I didn't know he'd brought a cell phone with him. That the phone worked on the lake surprised me, too. My cell phone didn't."What's the problem?" I asked Deanna."That's his. She pushed my hand away and said their is plenty of time for that later. When we get to the vehicle she tosses me the keys and says, you drive, I'll tell which way to go. I said, how can you do that, i haven't told you the name of the hotel I am staying at. Gives a startng look and says you're staying with me, not a hotel. Her house is about twenty five minutes away. she tells to get on the highway north. I asked how long on this road, again she gives me a look and say what with all the. The cherries added a delightful new dimension to the cannolis. The biggest compliment that Dawn could have given me was when she asked for a second cannoli. I watched as she savored every last bite. I knew that once again, I had scored high on her chart.After dinner, we kicked back and watched some television. As I was flipping channels, I came across a documentary about an outfitter up north. We learned that he used sled dog teams for transportation and took tourists out into the wild for a. It seemed, to him, like a simple pocket watch which didn’t work anymore. But when ever people looked at its face they’d go blank for a moment, staring at the broken arms which no longer moved. He found that they had become extremely compliant and willing to serve after this. This trick was used to get him a lot of free meals and, now, it would be used to make a slut out of his mother.James reached into his travel pack to remove a small, silvery pocket watch from it and then strode.