Okay?" said Verna. She keyed the lock and went in. Marlon followed."Sweet Jesus! He really is pissed off."I gotta tell yuh, Verna, this is a statement...with all of the i's dotted and all of the t's crossed ever so neatly. He doesn't want you anymore. But there's good news," said Marlon. She looked stonily at him."I want You," he said.The timing for some reason hadn't worked out as I'd planned: she hadn't been served when she got to the house. She had, however, been served the following day at. “You know I do.” She smiled. “Wanna make a dirty wager?” “Bring it on, girl.” She nodded toward Zane, who was still nobly battling the choppy surf. “What do you think of him?’ “Who Zane? He’s my buddy.” “No, I mean as a surfer. He’s pretty good. He might even be better than you.” I raised an eyebrow. Was she purposely baiting me? It should have been another red flag but I was already in too deep. “The swells are heavy today,” she continued. “You think he can get in on one of the next three sets. While the women prepared dinner, I retrieved the waterproof tarp. My plan was to use the travois and three left over short poles from the long hut as a framework then utilize the tarp as a cover for a traveling hut. The tarp would be much lighter to drag than normal furs but would still be suitable as protection from the elements.Both women displayed disappointment when they saw me carrying the folded tarp, but after I assured them I would rebuild our bathing pool after we returned they cheered. They stare at one another in silence for a while, a weak smile on the woman’s face that expresses her gratitude.“Do you think that this, tonight, is going to be just as big a mess to deal with?” the alien asks.Rachele cannot help but smirk at his ignorance. It’s not like she can get any more pregnant, and no one has any idea that they are together. “Like I said, the damage is done,” she answers.Ghok seems to take a measure of comfort from her word. The heels of his hand brushes against the side.