Despite this oddity of gringos in church the regular congregation makes us welcome and they wait for us to be seated before starting the service. When...the plate is passed around and reaches us I drop in two ten dollar gold coins for my family because we take up a couple of rows by ourselves with all of my ladies and slaves.After the service I stop to talk to the priest for a while, and I find he has a wicked sense of humour. He speaks English very well and he makes some good puns about my. I think I'd have nightmares for the rest of my life over that, if it hadn't ended the bad part right there. Still, it seemed like the bad was going to go on forever.I kept waking up in the night and seeing it, over and over again. And I kept crying. And hugging her. And thanking her. And God.Oooooo, drifting. Must have dozed off again.Mmmmm! Rob! Another Good Part's right here with Laurel and me.How'd he get in between us, anyway? Arms around both of us, but I think he's still asleep. I raise. Tonight she was also going on her own night time adventure. I cant wait. I wonder if its late enough. I hope no one hears me, I cant wait. Ok, this is it, Im going! Libby slowly opened her door and looked down the hall, she could see her Princess night light, left on to guide her to the loo if she needed, but tonight it had another purpose, tonight it would help her go to her Daddys room. They never slept with the door closed and as Libby was making her way down the hall to her Daddys room. "Half an hour later we staggered back into Georgia's flat. She retrieved the white wine from the fridge and handed me a glass. She then struggled to roll herself one of her roll-ups. I reached into my bag and handed her the paper packet Eric had given me. "Here you go George, try some of this, its ace."She looked at me in amazement, where did you get this? Ah, don't tell me, Eric's been handing out samples again."I nodded dumbly in assent."Yeah, he said it was good stuff and my god it really.