"Ummm....it came off...." He did not know why, but he felt guilty, and nervous for a response. He had to wait for twelve brutally slow minutes."Not go...d, Charlie." He recoiled in shame at his real name being used. "I kept yours on me, and you should have done the same." Sorry! I didn't think it would be a big deal!"Another seven-minute wait. Then: "Too late. Get a goddamn marker." A marker?!"Haha good one." Not a fucking joke." Sam had never seemed so frustrated at him, and he had no idea why. He swung his feet to the floor. “Kara?” he called. She wasn’t to be found in the bathroom. “Kara?” he called again. He headed, nude, to the front bedroom and peered out the window. He saw her white Buick still parked in the drive.He pulled on a pair of khaki shorts and headed down the stairs. The front door was ajar. Adam stepped onto the porch and saw Kara standing barefoot and wearing one of his button-up dress shirts. “I woke up and you weren’t in bed,” he said. “I was worried for a moment.. "We got home, and I left her to unpack her things and think. By now I only wanted to know two things about her mother. How soon we could get divorced, and who's the asshole she's screwing....It was pretty simple, in the end. All the high tech gadgets you can buy on the internet can't beat a good old fashioned deer cam.Well, maybe I misspoke. The deer cams I borrowed from my brother were state of the art, doing a thirty second video when activated, before going to stills. It gave you a time. Maybe, her quarry had taken that road instead of the one to Centerville. Having nothing to lose at this stage, Jane thanked the handyman and tipped him a nickel, enough money for a beer with 2 pennies left over. She set out for Chance, hoping that the town's name had some significance for her quest.She got as far as making the turnoff for Chance when her horse developed a limp. Damn, this was bad luck! Here she was out in the middle of nowhere with a horse she was reluctant to ride. She had.