“Yes, give me a hand,” Ashley answered. When we opened the door on our side of the vehicle, Carry, or perhaps it was Chris, I still have trouble t...lling them apart, held out her arms to be picked up out of her child safety seat.“Da!” she giggled on seeing me. Ed and Esther were on the other side of the vehicle getting her twin out. She wanted Grandpa to hold her. Ed and I carried the twins into the house, while Ashley and Esther got their purses out of the SUV, and Ashley retrieved her. By the time we were even half way home (DC), it was already pitch black. Everyone was either sleeping or listening to their iPods. I was sitting in the middle of the bus while others were s**ttered along the front of the bus. So I wake up from my slumber and I got to go. So I walk carefully to the bathroom, trying not to wake anyone up. I got there, did my business and was opening the door when suddenly a land pushes me back in. Before I could react, the hand covers my mouth. By then I. I want to learn all I am allowed to but I want to restrict the technology I release on the world. I am also afraid if I release too much, too fast, the government will become suspicious and come nosing around. If they find you then the shit will really hit the fan.”“Why would the government throw fecal matter into a cooling device if they find me?”Larry laughed and said, “I’m sorry Lander. That is a saying meaning we would get splattered with unsavory, unwanted fallout and be in a mess if they. I took her upstairs and I let her get settled into her room. When she came back out, she had changed into sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt. I offered her a drink and asked if she wanted to sit at the table or at the fireplace. She asked for white wine, and, not surprisingly, she chose the fireplace. There is something about a warm fire and a glass of wine that makes you feel safe and cozy.She sipped her wine in silence for several minutes and then asked quietly, "Where should I begin?" I.