With all the cuffs locked through the suit, no part of her body could wiggle more than a few millimeters."Ok, let's get her packaged up and shipped ou...," said Debbie, as Renee stepped out to get a cart. They stood Sammy back up on the cart, and attached a hook to her collar. They then wheeled her down the hallway to the loading area, where other workers unclipped Sammy from the cart, and then opened up an empty cylinder. As they popped the handle, the top foot of the cylinder split into. They had really done it.“Good morning, honey,” Sandra whispered with her eyes half-closed.“Good morning, darling,” Frank answered in a matching volume. Her hand started caressing his.“How are you?” Sandra asked.Frank closed his eyes for a moment before answering.“I feel… fine, actually. I wouldn’t have imagined it to be like this, but somehow I really do feel fine. What about you?”“I’m so glad to hear that,” Sandra said with a loving smile. “I feel good. Really good. What happened yesterday,. "No," he said. "But you can get one." Not overnight, and I'm a minor. I believe you'd have to be involved to apply for one with me. And it's my guess that Alana doesn't have a passport either."Alana was sitting at the table listening to my end of the conversation. She spoke up. "I have a passport. It's at my house in Albuquerque, though." I stand corrected," I said and relayed Alana's comment to my father. "But I hear you, Dad. Alana and I will get out of Dodge somewhere in the United States. Once home, we changed our clothes, picked up some different clothes for the kids, and traded the Odyssey for the Jeep. Weather permitting, we always try to get our Christmas tree the weekend after Thanksgiving. It’d probably be cheaper, but not nearly as fun, to just buy one, but we always go up to the Sawtooth Mountains and cut one.We bought our Christmas tree permit in the little convenience store about a quarter-mile from our house and headed to Mountain Home. We’ve talked about putting real.