There would be curiosities, obstacles. Which we tried to manage as best we could, mostly by allowing each one of you to find your own way, work throug... those without either one of us having to step in until it was absolutely necessary. For the most part, I think that strategy worked. You all found your way, sometimes with one another, sometimes in confidences with each other that you didn't always share with anyone else ... including your dad and I. The thing is, you did. But you also. Ryan fell to the ground and yelled in pain, as Eddie crawled closer and closer to the gun. Ryan looked up and noticed that Eddie wasn’t too far from the gun so Ryan reached into his top pocket and pulled out a fishing knife and just as Eddie was about to grab the gun Ryan thrust the knife into Eddie’s left hand. The knife went through Eddie’s left hand as he screamed out in pain and surprise then Ryan picked up the gun no longer was he smiling. ‘Your dead you bastard, and when your gone Emma. ”“Yeah. Hey ... when you said ‘get back to nature, ‘ you didn’t mean...”“What? Oh, no! Not now, not like that. Totally could, though, in this nice peaceful place so far off the trail. Why, Claire? Were you hoping or something? Are you into girls?”“Huh? No ... no. Sorry, that sort of question usually bothers me, but you’ve been so nice ... I’m kind of between guys at the moment but not THAT between. What about your boyfriend?”“Oh, it’s ok. Turns out he likes girls too.”“Hee hee hee hee ... I. After we went through, I checked to make sure the automatic gate had closed, before I continued our journey.Privacy was paramount for what existed beyond. What couldn’t be seen from where we entered was the four foot Electric fence that was woven into the tall bush and shrubbery that circled the full 3000 acres of my property. Beyond that boundary was a continuous five foot trench. If anyone wanted to climb any part of the fence, he or she would have a minimum of a ten foot drop on the other.