The government was still pissed about having the rug yanked out from under their feet. Personally, I didn't have a damned thing to do with it. I was j...st a victim that got sucked into the jet engine. However, since I was a moving target I got shot at. I was sued for various things from tax fraud to squatting to theft of government property. They tried to lock off access to my road. I visited the local Menard's for a cutoff saw, a plastic face shield and a little generator. I also bought a one. To the right an enormous carved wooden door leads to the busy tavern next door, also owned by Sarah and a silent partner.To the rear of the foyer a pair of doors, small and hidden in the shadows, lead to the kitchen area that services both house and tavern. The foyer ceiling, open through two levels gives way to the vast rise of a fumed oak staircase which draws the eye upward along it’s luxuriant sheen to the second floor. The second floor, nearly as extravagant as the main, houses nine young. Let’s talk more in the days ahead. This is more about what you feel and what you want.”“Thanks, dad. It is a bit of a shock. We’re just getting a handle on Earth with you as President and the subject has changed to the Galaxy and space.” Tony and Willa were both nodding their heads.“I know. I think this has been coming to our world for a long time and the Powers in Charge have kept it hidden. I’m going to talk with the President of Lockheed.” John said as he got up.John went over and sat down. Of all things to do, she laughed, and then responded, “Why Caderyn, are you asking me for a date?” I felt instantly foolish, “Oh, what I really meant to say is…” Then I looked again in her eyes and saw she wasn’t mocking me so I finished my question, “May I see you later, this evening, for dinner? Belinda, would you please join me for dinner?” She looked quite serious, almost afraid and she appeared to be holding her breath. She obviously did not take the question frivolously. Then, after.