Dammit, this was just a bit too far for the RPGs—we were going to have to go inside the fence. Billy used a souped-up primer cord to cut the lock, a...d we pushed the gate open. This probably signaled an alarm in the house, but we were counting on the time of night to slow down a response.Mary pushed the gate closed to make our entry method less obvious, and we rushed to get set up. Once we were inside a reasonable range for the RPGs, we opened fire. The RPG is not the most accurate weapon in the. Modesty has never been a big deal in our family, but the bunks could be screened, for an illusion of privacy, with curtains. The lodge is now used for big family get-togethers. The kitchen area is still there, but the bunks have been removed and replaced with more seating – futons, couches, etc. The room is now called the Big Room. We spent many weekends and almost all of our family vacations there. It was great for kids with the hiking, fishing and all the water related activities. We had a. ’ Bill hugged her shoulders. ‘We don’t do anything. I’d say it’s up to him. Hopefully he’s all talk. If his time is running out, the crisis may pass and take care of itself.’ ‘Why do you think he wants my land?’ ‘Engles? He’s the guy who owns the land adjacent to yours, right?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘He’s probably made a deal with some developer that’s dependant on a certain number of acres and he needs to own your plot to reach the requirement. There must be a deadline. And if he doesn’t meet it, the. Sharon does not sleep well, her thoughts consumed by images of sickness and death made worse by memories of happier times, the hopes and dreams of growing old together now gone because of a few thoughtless assignations of lust.Conversely, when he lies down, it does not take Colin long to fall asleep although before he settles, his thoughts are spent second guessing his actions, wondering how various people are going to react to his recent revelations as he drifts into slumber land.Awakening.