”I say, “Go for it.”He sits down at my laptop, pulls up Google Maps and begins to mark off the hotels we’ve already checked with big red x’s...He stares at the map and the red x’s and swears, “God dammit! How did we miss that?”I dash to the computer, look over his shoulder and ask, “Missed what?”Thom laughs and says, “Well, I sure as hell know how we drove past that hotel since it’s a little off Colfax Ave. But it’s a chain hotel and my best guess is we will find Ben there.”I ask, “What’s your. Now think child, think how much fun you had playing with Becky. You were in a safe, loving environment for the first time since you were five and with your mother. Your true spirit had a chance to come out and it wasn't a 28-year-old woman trying to amuse her niece by playing hopscotch or dolly's with her, it was one five year old connecting with another. And when you returned to New Zealand with Prue, it was the little girl who held her mummy's hand on the plane, and cuddled with her while. Max went to the door asking to go out, so Bill went to let him out. He had to push his shoulder into the door to get it open. The rain had frozen and left a layer of ice over everything. As he looked out he saw that they also had about two inches of snow on top of the ice. “It doesn’t look like Jeff is going to be able to get up here until this is all gone.” Sally came over to the door and ducking under his arm, she looked out on the frozen landscape. “Wow, this is beautiful. I mean it sucks. I had probably pissed her off. With that thought, I turned and started back. The door opened. “Hey, Jack,” a familiar voice said. “Where ya going, Jack?” Slowly, I turned back to her. She leaned casually against the door frame. Her long, black hair fell loosely over her shoulders, over a red shirt with a plunging neckline that showed off an ample bosom. A black skirt stopped well above her knees, revealing a nice stretch of black stockinged legs above her boots. “Hello, Eva. I . . . uh . . ..