“You’re mad at me?" Noah asked.“Oh my, whatever gave you that idea?" Daniel said sarcastically looking for his front door key.“I’m sorry. I ...idn't realise how much you didn't..." Noah said.“Even after I said it 50 times." Daniel snapped still not looking at him. He knew if he looked he would forgive him. He couldn't resist those eyes.“I’m sorry." Noah said.“You said that." Daniel said.“Let me make it up to you." Noah said putting his hand on Daniel’s arm.“I’m not in the mood." Daniel said. ’ She looked at him, concerned. ‘Do you worry about that too, Dan? Dying alone?’ Dan looked down at the table. Brenda pulled a beer from the refrigerator, opened it, and put it down in front of him. He stared at it. ‘I don’t think anybody wants to die alone, Brenda,’ he said in a low voice. ‘Not likely these days, probably end up in a nursing home.’ ‘But still alone, even with all those people around.’ ‘Yes.’ He took a sip from his beer, and sat there. ‘Yes.’ After a moment, she collected the. ”With a quiet chuckle, she answered, “Believe me, I spent a long time staring at the ceiling before I pieced it all together. Coming over here at all was a matter of forcing one foot in front of the other, because I mostly just wanted to hide under the covers. At least when I staggered to my bed last night I had the sense to stay there, rather than ... I don’t know, go for a midnight swim or something.”She doesn’t remember! So what am I supposed to do now? Pretend it never happened? I guess. Besides they can always run their construction company from here." added Tommy.Changing the subject, I asked, "Tuesday, we will be receiving the two smaller Quonset huts. How long will it take us to get them installed and then get the hydro-generators up and running?"Both Art and Tommy laughed and Art said, "Monday, the culvert pipes that will house the generators will be delivered and installed. The ford and the generators should be working by the Tuesday noon, so we will have more than enough.