.”“I didn't handle it well either. I'm sorry. But we need to work together, okay. It's just me and you. No more civilization. It's the wild in the...e. If you can't handle that, then turn around. I can't coddle you in there.”Color appeared in Sophia's cheeks. She took a deep breath. “Okay. Fine. I'm still mad at you, but I'll stop...pouting.”“Be mad.” I sighed. “I deserve that much. I am sorry about what happened in Ostian.”Sophia nodded and then her eyes grew wide. “We're really marching in. "My dear you do look rather shocked, is everything all right?" But I have a ... umm wife and three-year old daughter!"Sarah's eyebrows lifted to her hairline "Really that's news to me. When did that happen?" After you walked out on me four years ago."A smile danced across her face. "That was just over two weeks ago. I got to the end of the road and realised I had forgotten my make up case. I turned back and found you on the lounge floor foaming at the mouth. I called an ambulance, and they. He explained that the trained ants wouldn’t hurt me. They were only interested in the sugar. Sugar? So, that was it. He told me that the honey was only there to hold the sugar in place for the ants.He suggested I just relax, and allow my body to enjoy these new sensations. After my pulse rate dropped back to normal, I figured I might as well let the scene play out. I was amazed how excited my body was getting, as thousands of big, black ants made their way up and down my body, biting and. She felt below... a keyboard!Ripping off the blindfold, she squealed to see a new computer occupying the space where her old one had been sitting that very afternoon. She had wondered why Sheila had suddenly wanted the two of them to take a walk earlier in the day. Obviously it had been so Michael could unpack and set up her new writing station."Oh, it's wonderful! I've been struggling with that old one for so long..." We know. It's got the very latest word processor for your writing plus a lot.