I hoped that boded well.Back at home, I found the expected and hoped-for letter from Birgit. Nothing much had changed from her last letter - just havi...g a good Summer sailing, hanging out with her friends, and getting back into the swing of things. She had drawn little hearts all over the page, which made my day. She reminded me about our agreement and told me not to pass up any opportunities.She hadn’t met anyone, but didn’t want me to be a monk. I frowned a bit, but I knew eventually she’d. What were these girls up to?While I was trying to make sense of things, Bambi led the rest of the girls and a group of five additional hillbillys in camo gear into the clearing. The men looked like extras from “Deliverance”. All had the same vacant stare as Rufus. I had no idea of his real name, but Rufus seemed to fit.“What are you doing here?”, she asked.“We are hunting deer”, he answered in a monotone.“Have you found any?”“A few.”“How long have you been here?”“About a week.”“You will return. "So I guess you had just a few too many shots last night, eh?" Jen laughed at me from across the room as I pulled a mug out of the cupboard to pour some coffee."Yeah," I said, "I feel like I was hit by a freight train." Go ahead and drink your coffee, but if you want to start feeling better, you should really drink a bunch of water first." Jen said, "The hangovers from drinking are mostly due to dehydration. There's some aspirin in the drawer to your left if you're interested." Ok," I said,. You plunge through people. The same invisible crowd that examine your ardor out of the corner of their eyes, wondering what made you so angry. The anger translates into your mood, your beautiful eyes flash, your lips have thinned and the cigarette in your hand trembles.'Cool off. Cool off Babe and come back to me'. By now I've descended down the wall into sitting position, until sorry arse is resting on the polished boards of the hallway. Normally this would be my favorite time of day. Outside,.