If you don’t mind, we should unpack the trailer and get everything under cover.”“Sure, whatever you say. Call me Beth.” She led the way over t... the vehicle, followed closely by Manolo, Mao, and the others. She pointed out the various gear and equipment she had brought in, and Manolo gave quick orders to the group about what was to be done with it.It was easy to figure out the pecking order on the dig. At the top was Doctor Veracruz, the team leader, a Venezuelan archeologist. After him came Mao. Now, our Valentine’s Day gift is not to ourselves but to others. Our Valentine’s Day changed forever five years ago. We were a normal couple then and celebrated Valentine’s Day like everyone else in America by exchanging obsessive commercial tokens of love but stopped all of that when our next door neighbors, Bob and Ida were found dead in their tiny house out in the country. For us, their deaths were a life altering occurrence, a tragedy that changed our lives for the better allowing us to. Oh.... ahah ....yes....yes we must....ah, I can't talk now, in a bar with people....yes that will be fine....later then, bye and thanks for letting me know.”“What was that about Carol?”“Ah nothing. Sorry it's kinda of personal, it's Jane ... she is..a needs my help...sorry girlie stuff . I'm so sorry but I have to go.”“Ah OK, can I do anything to help?”“No definitely not....ah, no sorry.” She sounded flustered, worried, angry and confused all at once. Something was very wrong and she was hiding. ” Linda laughed.I smiled to myself - if Linda could face the concept of what we had done with our daughter this morning so easily I knew I was almost there.“It’s only fair - you had a lot more fun today than I did.” I joked. Not that Linda knew what I had been up to with Kara of course.“Poor, baby.” My wife said mockingly. “Have you had a case of blue-balls all day?”“It’s my cross to bear.” I said piously. “You left before I could get any relief and then I had to see to our daughter.”“Sorry.”.