The trail stayed mostly above five-thousand-feet until eight miles from the Nantahala. The views of the Smokey Mountains was spectacular, we tried to ...ake breaks at the beautiful overlooks and took in the majesty. Then we dropped down four-thousand-feet in eight miles to arrive at the Nantahala River Outdoor Center for our resupply. I also found the Inn had a room open, so I rented it for the night.The girls were appreciative of the hot showers and soft, warm beds. We had run out of the dry. I'd finished my standard wage-slave thing for the day, writing in-house software for a small company, and had just sat down to read while supper simmered.That's when it struck me! All of the books that I was reading at that moment were time travel stories! The paperback that I had in the kitchen was Terry Pratchett's "Night Watch", I had "Outlander" marked and sitting by the bed and my ebook reader showed I was part way through David Weber's "Apocalypse Troll". It was a very strange conjunction. . sleepy. Something's wrong, Rick. I need to go there." Not without me," I said. "Pack a bag ... enough for several days. We'll catch the shuttle out of Logan."I had withheld the information on Johnson deliberately so as not to upset Sally. I hadn't figured out what to do about it anyway, and to be honest with myself, I had stalled doing anything. By the sound of it, that time was past."I got the impression John wasn't at the apartment," I said as we hustled to pack and head toward Boston."Mom. I had a gentle pat on her assShakthi: She turned around, had a blush and kept movingMe: You have lovely assShakthi: Only ass?Me: To begin with it was your assShakthi: You want to begin with my ass? I have not tried it so far.Me: No no it’s in the menu but not in the beginning of the menu.Shakthi: Oh so you have decided the menu by yourself?Me: Not at all. Menu can be modified. You can have your choices in the menu as well.Shakthi: Oh is it? Thanks. I have only had missionaryMe: Let’s change.