"I've just been hoping to spot some kind of cave where we can spend the night."They finally had to settle for a dry hollow under a fallen tree. They h...d lost everything but their clothes to the Krostens, but Mak had picked up some poorquality fragments of flint in a stream bed. He quickly flaked a rough cutting edge on a couple of them, sharp enough at least to skin and gut the rabbits. They had neither fire nor salt, but hunger was enough of a sauce to make the raw meat taste like a banquet.. She hits the ground hardand falls unconscious on the pavement. Turner is so drunk that he laughsout loud in his male voice when she falls.~o0o~Several hours later, Eric, Andrew, Emily, Liam and a now-sober Turnerare gathered around a hospital bed. Tiffany is in that bed, and Turnerlooks extremely worried as the bruised woman begins to wake. She blinksher eyes several times and looks around to get her bearings. ?Whathappened??Eric sits down next to her on the bed. ?Bonnie found you lying on. The pastor of their church, Reverend Harris, would be conducting the funeral service on Monday morning, the 26th. This was to be preceded by a public viewing on Sunday afternoon. The church refused, quite vehemently, to accept payment for the use of their facilities, and a fund was set up to cover all other costs, a fund which collected nearly $20,000 in the first 12 hours.Now all that was left was for us to survive the next few days with our collective sanity intact.Sunday morning dawned cold. Besides that, she stinks! I spend the rest of the day trying to get that smell out of my head. I swear I can smell her right now!’ Don touched his wife’s cheek and gently kissed her forehead. ‘That’s ridiculous, babe. Don’t let your imagination get way from you.’ * * * * * I’m not prone to tears. It takes a lot to make this girl cry. I’m not one to bottle my emotions up inside, either. I just deal with them. After all, just because someone hurts my feelings, it doesn’t mean that I have to.