If she hadn’t, she’d have probably let him flounder on his own, instead of coming to his help. Knowing that, Ben decided he could live with her cr...tchety behaviour.“Let’s get to work,” Big Ed suggested, drawing Ben’s thoughts back to the then and there. “As you said earlier, there is work to be done.”Ben agreed; however before heading off to dig graves, Ben turned back towards the big farm wagon and Cecily’s family.“We’ve got work to do Amos,” Ben called out to the man who was still seated on. The first doors shut. A disembodied voice began counting backwards from ten. At the count of zero the far doors began to hiss open. From the light of small globes attached to the ceiling, Benni recognized the plastmore walls beyond the doors. They were about to step into the Temperdis.He had briefed Zylis endlessly during the span of time it had taken for two meals to be served on what to do and what not to do in the corridors of the Temperdis. Zylis had asked for maps from the Enforcer files. " "No, no, no. I'm fine really. I'm just thinking about some homework Ijust remembered I have to get done tonight." "Right. The day you talk about doing homework is the day you are tryingto hide something. Hey, if it is about that girl I can find out if shelikes you. I can be discreet about it too." "I'm not trying to hide anything. Honest!" "So what about that girl? Wendy right?" She wasn't convinced and I had to throw her off the trail. "Sure, thatwould be great." I did like. She was my Sunday school teacher and confirmation teacher. She was very prim and proper. Neat tidy business style dresses. She was thin with dark brown hair. She always took classes very seriously, but she was always staring at me during class. One Sunday morning,when I was 13, she told me to stay after and help her pick up, which I found odd, since her son was there. He was actually a friend of mine. But I knew better than to make waves at church. When her son had gone out to play and she shut.