‘It…’ Lei hesitated. ‘It’s not a… woman. Is it?’ ‘No,’ said the crone, turned her back to the young moth, and grabbed a large hunk o... dry root, from a shelve. ‘So… An ugly man,’ concluded Lei, to herself. Lost in thought she didn’t notice the shiver running through the crone’s body. ‘I guess there are worse things than being ugly,’ added Lei. ‘There are worse things than being ugly,’ said the crone. Lei turned her attention back to her. The seer, being an ugly old crone, should know better than. She saw her first Male Stripers. She rode her first street car and enjoyed all kinds of foods.Robert called the local branch of the brokerage firm. They had an appointment the next morning.The sales man showed them a boat even less desirable than the one they saw at Savannah. It was bad. It was dirty. It was an antique.The sales man was bored and doubted that this couple could afford a boat larger than an outboard.Robert told him that they were not interested in that one.Robert asked to see the. See ya soon.”With that, Scott began to walk the two blocks back to his hotel. The night was bitter cold, as were most in Pyeongchang, but the thrill from actually winning a gold medal during these games was more than enough to keep him warm. As he approached the hotel entrance, Scott could have sworn he heard a struggle of some sort coming from a side alley. Though his first inclination was to keep his head down and move on, hearing a few choice words and the yelp of a female voice changed. Dear Heather,I'm sorry to hear that you are having trouble making ends meet, I really am. But I can not continue sending you money for your rent. I'm sorry.If you are really at wits-end I suggest you go home and live with Mom for a while. You can have your old room back and you can take your time finding work to get back on your feet. Let me know. I'll spot you bus fare.Also, I'll clear your way with Mom. I'm sure she will welcome you. Please let me know your decision.Your loving brother,SammyI.