I know all too well. I don't have any books I can loan out, but I can show you a couple of online websites you might find intriguing."He lead me to hi... computer and brought up his favorite browser and opened three tabs. In each he opened a different site. There were three tabs and one was Storiesonline.net and then simply went back to his book and allowed me to venture through the sites. I noticed that on two of the sites he was logged in and decided to see if there were any hints to be found. .. but the flood is an annual occurrence: gold keeps moving to the bottom of creek and riverbeds. That’s general physics.Sure, there’s the “crank hobbyist” ... he’s the guy who kept your ball when it bounced into his yard. On week ends he takes his loaded pickup or car and heads for the mountains ... going camping ... he said.He’s not married ... or he is and wishes he wasn’t ... or he takes her with when he goes. Maybe he started out as a fisherman ... or photographer, painter, sailor sick of. The room itself was made of some kind of hardened mud spread over the gray stone bricks. Evidently, while the outside was made of hardened quartzite, the inner rooms were made of typical stone held together with mortar. He made a mental note to ask around the town what the mud was called and how it could be made.Evidently, the person at the door was impatient because the pounding came again, hardly three seconds after the last knocking. With a sigh, he walked to the door. He opened it. Something happened. I couldn’t bear to live there anymore. I moved here for a change of scenery but realised I had to leave the army too. It held too many memories that I didn’t want to face.’ I pondered for a moment or two on what he’d said and decided not to ask what had happened, he would tell me if he wanted or needed to. Even though I was sooo curious about it. Before I could even think which of all the questions I had was the most important or rather which I was more curious about, he.