Do you captains want to come along?" I asked."I would not turn down that invitation," Captain Hamilton replied.I drove with Jake in the passenger's se...t and the captains in the back. At Morton Airport lane we had to slow to almost a crawl; the blacktop patch just does not work very well in freezing weather and frozen ground.We followed the road around to the rear security gate where I had to use my ID card to open. We went past the house that we built for Crash that we had yet to come up with a. He had seen the truck when he was working on the Tractor of course, but he had not paid it much attention then.Now he looked in the dash and found that it was a 1997 Ford F350 with a 7.3 liter Powerstroke Diesel. It was a crew cab truck with the older style square body. He had to wonder just what Marta's husband had needed such a large truck for. He found the keys in the ashtray and checked out the mammoth white vehicle. The registration was up to date and the truck seemed to be in good repair,. Or is he just a myth, a man on the internet who rides silently through women’s hearts for entertainment, bringing delight and sorrow, creating pleasures, he then takes with him as he again vanishes into the night? Am I what he needs, or am I just an interesting new prey to conquer? Will we end the world by uniting or will we bring light and salvation to each other? Or maybe it’s that part of me fears happiness, that it’ll end if I reach for it. He’s all male animal tempered with gentleness, but. ."She interrupted me, "Will you come with him, Ben?" she asked, and I noticed her eyes were like Jen's, greenish, only Beverly's eyes were pleading."Give me your phone number, Beverly. I'll need the address, too."She produced a pen and notebook, had me turn around and used my back to support the notebook "I prefer that you call, Ben," she said as she handed me the paper. I assured her that I would.I didn't say anything about meeting Beverly until after dinner. Ed and I were alone in the living.