There were two Cro-Magnon women with him and one had an eight-year-old girl. George was completely astounded when we pulled up, but he seemed glad to ...speak English to someone again."You've got me curious as hell mister," he said, after we were all on the ground."My name's Jack, and Rose sent me by to check on you?" Rose, the one working with the outer space catfish?" he asked."Yep, she told me she helped them pick you out." Shore did, and it was the best thing ever happened to me, though I've. So what. The baby she wanted so much was almost a man and smart. Smarter than she was, and on a different trajectory from his mother. How could she, the Dark Lady, have been so goddamn naive? It wasn’t written on any tablet that children grow up to match their parents. She knew about biology and the fucking genome. It mutated! She had gotten complacent. The rage didn’t work in her like it used to. The relative who attacked her was dead. She was forty and the rape had been when she was twelve.. She was shocked at what was waiting for her. After she had signed off the night before, three of the guys immediately became angry and violent in their messages. She was amazed by lines like “I hope the guy you have fuck you rips your ass apart”, “I hope you get AIDs”, “I hope you get kidnapped”, and “I’m going to find you and use hot sauce as lube as I rape you”. The one guy who didn’t reply with anything extreme simply had messaged “Okay.”Reading back through the messages Sara started to get. The four adventurers fell asleep, still wrapped in each others" arms.After breakfast the next day, Mike and Roger went over to the gas station. The van was already up and the mechanic had the radiator out. A brand new one sat next to the car. "Came first thing this morning," he said. "I’ll have it replaced in an hour or so, then I'll check the engine to make sure nothing got permanently screwed up."They went back to the lodge to find the girls sunning themselves, looking out over the river..