A few bruises and scratches here and there, maybe ; but the overall effect of her hours of total exposure was to leave her looking very healthy indeed... Glowing was the operative word! The parts of her usually well covered body that had been bare from the very first hours of her adventure were somewhat red from the sun and the more intimate regions that had waited until late afternoon to be revealed to the world were scarcely even pink!For some reason, she regretted that parts of her were still. Simon and I used to alternate working Saturday mornings and having the afternoon off. This week was my turn to work, Simon who lived on site in a large static caravan had gone out for the day. As I attended to my various duties I saw Mr. Watson several times around the place in the company of another man- a man I knew to be a Mr. Erskine, who I'd seen on a few occasions in the past but had never really had much to do with.They were standing talking in the main courtyard as I led one of the. Thanks to yours truly. We had landscapers that minded the hedges and flower beds, but I took care of the grass, a chore that was made enjoyable by my high end ride on lawn mower. I completed the front yard, casually finishing off a couple beers in the process, and pulled the mower up to a large storage shed to refill it with gas. While I stood there I looked up and admired my work, it was an over cast summer day, warm but not hot, prefect for doing yard work. My eyes slid along the house and. "Well, alright," the officer said. "As soon as we finish our investigation of the scene, we'll be done here."They looked around the room. Tables and chairs were turned every which way. Many were broken into pieces on the floor. Some people Frank didn't know were carrying out the covered remains of the gunman."Can I take Jessica home, officer?" Frank asked, "She's been through a lot. Well, we both have. And..." Sure. Go ahead," the officer, Henry, told him. "Are you coming back?" Well,.