While Abbie’s income from England, her salary and such, has always been in the name Abbie Adam’s, the United States account is in Abraham Adam’s...name. The name her family sees her as. This reallocating of funds is a bit tricky. But the bank manager comes to the rescue. The money can be transferred from that account to a go-through account in both Abraham and Abbie’s name. Then automatically moved to the accounts as they had planned.Half to Abbie’s annuity account, and the other half to a. Not just life, intelligent life. And what have we done with that great and unique discovery? Nothing! We have allowed a single event—a tragic one, to be sure, but just one solitary event—to frighten us away from what is potentially by far the most rewarding return that our investment in interstellar exploration could ever reap."Who knows why that long-ago landing failed? Did the natives feel themselves threatened? Was something in the lander party's demeanor, their appearance, their attire. And the subject of Van and Bobby was still off limits between them. But Collette knew that Patty was still planning to meet him today. And Patty knew that Collette still did not approve.The weather had turned threatening over the weekend, so Patty was wearing a hooded raincoat over a sweatshirt, jeans, and sturdy walking boots. It wasn't a sexy presentation, and Patty was actually grateful that the prospect of rain made it possible. She was still conflicted about what her feelings were towards. His full, sexy lips were on mine, his tongue inside my mouth. He nipped at my lower lip, and we were lost in the kiss for a good minute and a half. ‘What just happened?’ I wondered aloud. ‘I don’t know,’ Jesse said, as he leaned in to kiss me again. His mouth penetrated mine and he sighed as if he’d wanted this for a long time. My body surged with sexual energy. It was so strong I couldn’t contain it. Jesse was apparently feeling it too, because he forced his body against mine, knocking it.