She piled the frozen food in. When she was done, she grabbed a towel from the counter next to her and a handful of ice cubes from the ice box and made...herself an impromptu ice pack. She took the ice pack and walked out into the living room and collapsed on the couch. She dabbed the cold on her head and face. It felt so good! The heat of the air was already attacking the ice, and the towel started to get damp both from the melting ice and her sweat. She set the towel down next to her and reached. Catherine came in and cried at my dress. She gave mea big hug, as did Margaret. They both left to take their places. I wasnervous and giddy at the same time. A knock on the door brought me outof my giddy stupor."It is time, my lady," Chester's father, Simon, said from behind thedoor. I walked out of the room. "You are a lovely sight to behold,young lady," He said as he took my hand and kissed it."Thank you. You are too kind," I said as I took his arm. He led me tothe chapel on the. By late afternoon, I had to get out and move around, so I opened the garage and found what every boy needs, a bicycle. I went for a long, hard, ride and worked up a sweat and worked out the kinks from David's father's attack. The pain was pretty minimal, but the stiffness was a challenge until my muscles heated up and relaxed.I rode through the streets in a manageable pattern, so I could find my way home. Thinking about getting lost reminded me that I didn't know the home phone number or house. “Sheriff’s office. Jill speaking. Can I help you?” “Yes,” Sherrie said, her voice cracking slightly. “Is the sheriff in?” “Not at the moment, ma’am,” the young girl answered. “But, we can reach him if it’s an emergency.” “I believe it is. Would it be alright to leave a number where he could reach me, if you promise it won’t be too long?” “Sure. What is it?” “Have him call The Hunter House in Clearview and ask for Sherrie. Wait, I’ll give you the number.” “The Hunter House? That’s OK, we have.