It was the best I could think of.I had worked up a good sweat and realized that I had lost track of Bo. I whistled for him and he came crashing throu...h the underbrush. I knelt down to give him a good petting and saw it in his face and eyes. He seemed so at home. I knew he wouldn’t have left me once we connected, but living in an apartment and only occasionally having the freedom of the outdoors wasn’t how he had lived.I stood up and said to myself and to him, “Time to check out the river. . I opened the truck and started it, closing the door quickly after making sure the heat was on high. By the time the dog was done, the cab was still cool, but warm enough to let him in. He would just have to wait there until I repacked and had finished my business in the office/cafe. The sky was paling fast and I wanted to get a good start.I paid for the room and used the pay phone to call my brother while my breakfast fried. I ate and enjoyed a cup of real coffee before gassing up and letting. I felt the truck slowing to a stop. I flashed Greg and he said we were paying the toll and then getting on I-75. He said he was still okay and I should get a little more sleep. He wanted to go another 100 miles or so before getting gas. I’d only been asleep for 2½ hours and he wanted to really crash for about 4-5 hours after we got gas. That sounded like a plan. He said Melody was crashed out with her head in his lap and he didn’t have the heart to wake her.It was about 2AM.Mary flashed that. "Susan and Barbara get up and go into the kitchen. Laura follows. Susan and Barbara help themselves to meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and peas. Laura stands by the table with her hands behind her back and watches them eat.Susan turns to Barbara. "Laura doesn't eat dinner?"Barbara smiles. "Usually Laura has a salad. I thought you'd be more impressed with her watching us eat."Susan grins. "I am."Susan and Barbara finish eating. They go upstairs while Laura cleans up. Laura gets her chains and joins.