And there they were. They looked just the same as they had three years ago. I couldn't go inside; both cabins were currently occupied by paying guests... and would continue to be so through Labor Day weekend at least. But in my mind's eye, I could still see the interiors of both spaces. I could see his bunk in the cabin on the left and remembered the way I'd stroke his hair as he slept, right before tickling him or jumping onto his belly to wake him in the mornings to go to breakfast. I could see. Id said goodbye to the few people that might notice I was gone, and Id got on a plane. And then it had landed. And then Id seen him. Oh my. This morning seemed an awfully long time ago. Cornflakes for breakfast-had that really happened? It seemed like a lifetime ago. And I guess in a way, it was. This was a whole new life. I was no longer the receptionist stuck in a dead-end job with no boyfriend and a tiny apartment, who hated herself, her life, and was self-destructive because of it. I was. I was watching a wet spot grow at the very bottom of her triangular green patch. It grew slowly. So did I.I was fully hard when Amy appeared and said, “I’m ready. We can go now.”When I stood up she giggled but her mother just smiled sweetly knowing every well what she had done to me.We sat in the back of the car as she drove us to the theater complex. There were twenty-four theaters there and three were playing the movie that she wanted to see at various times. A forth theater was showing it in. They came to a small cove with an overgrown trail that had what with the aided view of their binoculars looked to be the base of a high reaching granite mountain,docking the canoe they shouldered their backpacks and began the two mile hike to see what lie ahead...When they arrived at the base of the high escarpment they discovered the entrance to a cave that was barely distinguishable because of thick over growth at the entrance.They had brought along the type of bright led lighting that was.