It was another optical illusion. He went closer to where he had seen the light carefully and slowly so as not to be fooled by yet another optical illu...ionary ledge. Sure enough, he did find another ledge. He looked over and saw a kind of down waiter system, which was how whoever put the box here got it here. The rope and pulley to it was hidden behind a stalagmite. He pulled the elevating platform up, tied it off around that same stalagmite, and headed back to tell the others. He began to. "With that, Carter disappeared to mingle with the rest of Juliana's cousins. You see, we were at her cousin's eighteenth birthday. Carter was just here as my wing man, you can say. My father was off with her mother somewhere, probably drinking it up and conversing with more of Juliana's relatives. Which left me here...alone; alone to watch her in my silence. To my benefit, in the minutes Carter had distracted me from my thoughts, Juliana's dressed had hiked up just a bit. Now, all that was. . Puis, soudain, au moment de la b?che, ma m?re aexplos?. Elle s'est mise ? insulter mon p?re. Elle tenait des proposqui me paraissaient incoh?rents, mais je compris que mon p?re avaitune ma?tresse. Il se leva, gifla ma m?re, et s'en alla sans un mot!C'?tait la premi?re fois que je voyais mon p?re commettre un acte deviolence. Ma m?re pleurait. Mes s?urs essayaient de consoler maman,mais je restais immobile ? ma place, je n'osais rien dire. J'?taissous le choc. Deux jours plus tard, le mot que. .a lot.Being a guy with a foot fetish, I can normally pick them out easily. It's not hard to watch someone's eyes and notice them always looking down. I don't know if he liked her sandals or what, but it seemed obvious to me. I'm not sure my wife picked up on it. If she did, she did not pay any attention to it.When I checked my phone for the time, it was 12:30 am. I tapped my wife on her shoulder to see if she was ready. She nodded her head. We finished our drinks and packed up. My wife made.