Stumbling across the room, he caught his reflection in the mirror on the closet door. He stood in front of it and gazed at his nude body. He didn't re...ognize the body he saw. There were many scars of past wounds on his chest. It was obvious the man who's body he'd taken over, had fought and survived. He critiqued his 'new' body and saw a man who looked to be in the prime of his life. In his late forties or fifties, there were streaks of silver in his hair and while he wasn't overly tall, he had. It’s all warm and toasty. I love you daddy.” She snuggled and wiggled against me making herself comfortable.I held my daughter tight, as I thought of my wife and slowly we drifted to sleep.I remember when my Susie turned fourteen, check that SusAN.She came into my room to wake me up on her birthday morning. “Daddy get up. You promised you would take me shopping. Dad! Wake up ... ok you asked for it,” she said as she sat on my stomach and began tickling me awake.Well, I certainly wasn’t going to. That smell reminded him of someone and he knew what was wrong with him just as surely as he knew his own name. Any plans that he might have had for the day flew from Cale’s mind for at least as long as this one pot of coffee lasted. About halfway through the drip, he got to his feet and walked upstairs to his desk to leaf through a few things and he came up with the address and the phone number. Putting it in his shirt pocket, he walked back down to the kitchen, and when he got there, he. "Allen and Vickie Goldwaithe used to own it, and it was pretty well trashed when Dennis came through. I didn't have anything better to do, so I offered to help them clean it up since they didn't have any insurance on the place. Then when it looked like Katrina's eyewall was headed right for here, they sort of decided they'd had all the hurricanes they needed, and it was better to risk the tornadoes in Kansas. I made them a ridiculously low offer on the place, and they hopped on it like flies on.