“Hey look at this, it works.”Riley smiles as she checks hers, getting the same result. “What about the rest of the equipment?”The first thing ...ikki checks is her watch, which unfortunately is still not working. They go about checking each piece of electronic equipment, but nothing else works.“That’s strange,” Riley says. “I wonder why only these work.” She waves the flashlight around through the air.“Maybe because it’s the only piece of equipment we have that runs on a cell,” Nikki. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t have an excuse or an explanation for that,” I shrugged. “But I certainly didn’t cheat. She stuck her neck out to defend me on that.”“No, it’s not like that,” she looked back at me. “I just, I guess I knew things about you and Melody, but I didn’t know THAT.”“Well, I didn’t think anyone else knew THAT,” I said with a faraway look. “And I don’t know how in the world Morgan found out. I hope you’re not upset, but I couldn’t tell you that. That was just for the. By now, he was in so much pain that he was doped up on morphine and couldn't care less. When the doctor arrived, he didn't mess around but called for some medicines to be inserted in the IV and gently sprayed him with a soothing mist. It seemed like forever, but Chris was finally soothed enough that he could be sent to a room. Nevertheless, Chris was going to be held in the hospital for at least two days for observation. The doctor said that this was the worst case of this disease that he had. That would make her fresh for Phil when they were together.Sarah was twenty-four when she married Phil Graham, who knew nothing of her past. They moved into a small duplex in Roanoke, Virginia. Their landlord was Dan McMann, a man of fifty, who owned a local furniture store.Phil became friendly with a local banker by the name of Jerry Peters. Jerry, his wife, Sarah and Phil all went out to socialize with each other. Jerry got Phil into the local Elks.Several times, Jerry said to Phil, "it must.