Just how big is this field? It goes on around the curve of the mountain as far as I can see. This wasn’t just someone’s garden. At one time, this ...ust have been planted to serve many people — maybe a castle, its household and all the servants. Phillip must have been right. The people who owned the castle and others in the area had to have food from somewhere. What better place? The soil is soft and obviously nutritious to plants. And with the nearby waterfalls coming down the mountain, there. One year to the date from the last day of the European adventure Abby and I had taken across the pond. # I wish, desperately, with all of my heart and soul, my very being, that that is where the story ended. That is where the credits had rolled. But there is a little left after all, for the proper context. Context, my dear friends – my dear daughter, is everything. In stories, in relationships, in love, and in life. # It was Abby that said Beth should come and stay with us after you were. It had the smell and taste of a man who had not showered in days. I tried to ignore it but couldn’t. I looked to buy myself some time.“I need to use the bathroom.”“Right now?” he questioned me.“Unless you want me to pee myself, yes.”He nodded his head toward the bathroom as a sign of permission and I stood up and walked to the bathroom. “Be naked when you come back out,” I heard him yell as I shut the door.I did truly need to go to the bathroom and I pulled down my pants and sat on the. "You hurt me so bad, ' she sobbed. "I can't believe what you fucking did to me." I didn't know what to say, so I just held her close and listened. "All through high school, and then my first year of college, I never met a guy who really interested me. When I started fooling around with those girls, I did it partly because I was curious, but also because I thought I might be gay. I didn't know. No guy had ever really interested me." She continued to cry and avoided eye contact as she talked..