It had been my intention to pack the damned grill, charcoal, steak and the already baked potato I'd made to go with the steak, to the ledge, and cook ...t there. The trip had been quick, the winds were smooth today, even in the narrow confines of the canyon top where the path to the ledge started.We had been making the trip up to the ledge so frequently in the past year that we finally "engineered" ourselves a handrail for climbing the chimney between the boulder and the cliff that made it easy. "Where is everyone?" she took Rick's hand to lead him inside."Miss Maureen is in Los Angeles making a movie. The mister and misses flew down to Miami last night to see the Cowboys play the Dolphins. Mister John went back to school in Harvard, or is it Yale?"Harvard!" Erin corrected him. "Look honey, all this room for five people if you want to include me in the mix. You won't make it all the way up the steps because of your wound but never fear, we have an elevator here. Mason, is your cousin. He looked 10 years younger than his stated 58 years. He was dressed in blue jeans and a blue sweatshirt. I rolled my stool over and asked, "Well Mr. Richards, what brings you in today?" He went on to explain how it had been 10 years since he had been to the doctor for a physical, and even though he felt he was in fine shape, his wife had been pressuring him to get a thorough check up, so here he was. As we talked about his health I could feel his eyes roaming up and down my body as his sexual. ” she paused, searching for a diplomatic word, “abstract”. She smiled triumphantly, pleased with her cleverness.Priscilla looked diagonally across the table at me. “Mary’s not capitalizing our guest, I trust?” she smiled. Crocodiles do smile, apparently. Priscilla was snatching me from her sister. I felt like bait, but in Priscilla’s warm welcoming smile I melted. “So, what do you do?” Priscilla asked me. Presumably Priscilla had extracted lots of interesting information about married life from.