. . (smiling) . . . everywhere . . . (the smile fading) . . . just down the road.”Our gaze lingered until Sarah asked “Did you decide?”I looked ...p to the stony glare Sarah was giving me, “Steak and eggs, medium rare, over easy, tomatoes no hash browns - two” Bridget smiled “Sounds delish.” Sarah sighed and turned.As we waited for our meals, we chatted about nothing and everything. Our conversation flowed effortlessly. The thirty some years difference in our ages did not come up and did not. I awoke the next day, just in time for a quick shower before rushing off to the lawyer's office. My lawyer, when I needed one, was John Gilmore. That day I met with Edward Simpkins, who was my wife's lawyer. Why she thought she needed a lawyer was beyond me. Simpkins kept me waiting in the reception room for twenty minutes. I recognized it as a ploy. One intended to humble me.I stood, walked to the receptionist, then said, "I am sorry but I have to leave. Please have Mr. Simpkins call me for. At least Jake and Misty will be safe here."I don't need any flint. I can use some skins, but not very many." I say."Well, I see you don't need a mate. You already have one, an obedient one, at that. That is good for you, bad for us. We have many unmarried women here. Two moons ago we had a big hunt, but the buffalo stampeded and we lost this many men." He clumsily holds up six fingers."I am sorry to hear that. It is always sad to hear when someone is hurt or killed." I say."We have many unmated. "Ok, yes I understand. Oh that would be great, thank you very much Mr. Dingle" she said. As she hung up the phone I could already see the stars in her eyes. I found myself in disbelief that Tom had pulled it off. "Well, tell me all about it" I said.Debbie proceeded to rattle off details about the big movie coming up and how they were looking for a girl next door type and were busy scouring the various cities and this and that. I had to bite my tongue because Tom had mentioned a few of the.