Some of the individual events that had changed things were easy to recall. The tree falling on him ... the kids all over his property, partying like t...ey had been invited ... seeing Jennifer’s shifting, insubstantial form through the surface of the water as he realized he was drowning, and couldn’t do anything about it.But there were other things he knew were just as important, or had just as big an impact, and he could remember only bits and pieces. Seeing the burned out pile of ashes that had. I guessed that there was seating for no more than a hundred worshipers at a time.The floors were sanded and finished, but I had no idea what type of wood had been used. I had no idea what type wood was used for the structural elements either. That is why I needed Carlos. I waited for him at least twenty minutes in the cold then I called him."Something came up, but I'm on the road and ten minutes away," he said when he answered the cell phone he always carried.I stood in the parking lot to greet. And that knowledge turns me on more than I would have ever imagined.I'm thinking about our little fantasy of erotic pleasure in the airport bathroom. You don’t know this yet, but we’re going to make it happen. Do you remember my friend Julie, the flight attendant? She has told me how she can list me standby for a flight and I can get through security. When they call my name to get a ticket I will just ignore them. As long as I don’t get the ticket, Julie doesn’t get charged! I will be. "Hey! What the... Carrie! Carrie?"We'd gotten just about a fifth of the way down the alley, to the point where the throng of people going by is still in sight and yet, in the way city people tune out their surroundings, completely invisible. Then she pushed me against the brick wall that was the outside of some store, beside a recycle bin. She reached into her purse and pulled out her cellphone, a pink brick decorated with stickers."Film this," she said in a short tone. And then she yanked her.