"Myriam smiled weakly. The schizophrenia of her story made me reel — it felt like vertigo. My voice was almost a whisper. "You seriously considered ...uicide?"Her eyes focused. "Yes. I felt that my life was being taken away from me. My only weapon was self-destruction. It would rob her of her life too. And I knew she clung to life more than I did, by then. It was a wager, I guess. And she backed off."We worked out a compromise — a deal."I watched her. I really had to check myself. It all sounded. . Pretty much all over my body with the exception of my crotch area. The areas the cream was applied to seemed to burn for a couple minutes, and when V rinsed the cream off, I was hairless. She then took a razor and trimmed my pubic area until only a small triangle of hair remained. She then informed me that if I wanted to stay in her house, I would repeat the treatment on a daily basis. I agreed to do so since I had nowhere else to go.I continues following the depilatory regimen and things. “Howard, I’ve enjoyed the time spent with you this time as well, though you and Jefferson were in charge of the shipping at Little Tree most of the time.”“Jefferson, it was good to meet you. I hope you and Howard will make it back down here when this land is opened up to the public like Eli and Jon David says. You’ll sure have a lot of land to buy and sell and you’ll have lots of mineral rights to purchase as well,” Don said as he and Jefferson shook hands.“It was the experience of a lifetime. I flashed on a memory from Afghanistan.Jack Robinson was a SEAL from Cairo, Georgia, the same home town as that other Jackie Robinson. He was taken prisoner in a strange attack on our position during the fourth month of my command – they didn't seem to want to engage us or do any real damage, just get a hostage. We got a day by day account of his 'activities' on the internet for a week. His activities – at least that portion we got to see – amounted to standing in front of a wall, reading from.