I went for some pretzels and began looking for newlywed couples, ones in the full heat and rush of their romance or else seeking to improve their rela...ionships (perhaps they married with that idea). I wanted couples without any children yet. That was a key part of the task, if understandable because we didn’t want to harm any innocents.I had just bought a soft pretzel, and was about to dip it in mustard, when my packet got spilled all over my priestly vestments. I turned to see who did it, and. His face and hands had a pinkish color that glowed hotter as he struggled to move a well polished, leather briefcase out of the front passenger’s seat. The man appeared slightly nervous as Karen got in, telling him how much she appreciated the ride. It was getting dark, and the man asked if she had a place to stay. Karen felt a familiar foreboding and told the man she planned to continue hiking through the night. He explained that he had a motel room rented in the next town and that she could. ”Amber didn’t return my call until eleven in the morning on Monday. By then, I was a hundred and fifty miles away, trying to explain to a hardheaded Weaver & Wilson site engineer why he needed to drive the pilings for the three story motel he was building ten feet deeper into the soft Florida sugar sand. Since my explanation was falling on deaf ears, her call was a welcomed interruption.“Hi, Amber, I’m happy you called,” I said as I walked away from the stubborn young engineer.“Hi, yourself,”. . something, I'm sure. But he's less apt to suspect the buoy-tender if we make it look authentic enough and you perform a routine of it, stopping at all of them."Shannon nodded slowly. "I like it," he said. "Yeah... I like it."It was still early in the morning and Shannon took the next hour checking the old craft's engines to be on the safe side, then took her on a trial run. Later, the girls came down and helped carry some cans, lanterns and other gear from the senator's boathouse, piling them.