It feels like I've got the makings of two on right foot and anotherone on my left." Oh, so that's why you kept stopping to tie them when we were in th... cavern?" Yeah! That's it precisely."Trouble is: I could never seem to tighten 'em up enough." Maybe you put on a pair of my socks instead of yours this morning." Don't think so." And, why's that?"Hiking up the right leg of his jeans in order to expose the color of hissock, Frank pointed out the obvious. "See! They're black! And, if my. " And what did you tell her?" I said 'yes'." Holly..." Oh, fine. I told her she'd be fine, that we'd drop her off in the next port."Gene eyed the girl, wondered again what had happened to his daughter, to all of his family. Israel had had no news of them the night before, and the longer they went without making contact, the more Gene began to believe they'd been killed."Your maiden name, Khouri. What is that?"Tamara answered slowly, "Lebanese. My parents were from there." Ah. Still alive?" Who. He hadn't packed up much of anything in New York, what with not going up to the apartment, and Emily or someone had their own packing methods so it was hard to tell what was in what box or bag. For that matter, he hadn't had much to do with organizing the apartment when he and Julie moved there, because Julie had done much of the work. He noticed boxes being unpacked, things being put away, and about all he could do was to hope things would be done in a logical method somehow.And there was. WTF looksexchanged, two individuals coming down from the alcohol-induced highreached right before inebriation takes hold, take a stand. Literally,they both stand up, and incohesive whispers transpire between them.Jason's phone rings from within the closet.Abby's eyes tighten as her mind detects untold happenings unfolding rightbefore her. She motions Steve to the door as she investigates a phoneringing in her coat closet.Sommer is on Jason's phone as Steve answers an unknocked door."Staci!".