" He headed over to his raft, dug down into the drybox, and emerged with a big bottle of Johnny Walker."Oh, those emergency supplies," Crystal grinned..."I don't drink much," Al said as the bottle was being passed around the party -- there were others there who had been shaken by the afternoon. "But, there are times ... what the hell was he doing free climbing in this place? What the hell was he thinking? Randy, Sandy, I'm just as glad as hell that you two were along." Randy, you never told me. It was good to live for a while without drama. When we signed up for our classes, we were thrilled with our schedules. We weren’t in any of the same classes but our schedules matched!We have continued to teach our Sunday school class with Melissa and Paul. The teens liked it and Pastor Jim wanted us to step up with them. He had decided that keeping the same teachers for the entire high school career was a good idea. Our class liked that idea after we discussed it with them. The class behind. "Oh, it's safe, just not secure," Chelsea replied quickly. "The truth is we don't have access to the whole facility. Fallen Hero Carl's infiltration of unknown systems and dormant gateways there three years ago showed us that. Sad to say, even now, we don't know how he did most of what he did and our systems—especially the databases—are still heavily compromised." She shook her head. "No, the Jones Society has done your charges a great favor by agreeing to finance and staff their rescue. Now Marcia was rubbing it in that she was dating. Marcia always got to be first at everything, thought Jan. Now, Jan had to wear glasses and she knew that she would never be as popular as Marcia. Why, she couldn't even make the cheerleading team and Marcia had been the head cheerleader.I'll always be second, thought Jan; that is, until one day in class Anthony had started talking to her, well at least talking to her boobs. Anthony was the star of her school's football team, and she was thrilled.