"Well if you're gonna be my friend then you're gonna need a name!" "Oh so were friends now?" she asked, a smile plastered on her face that seemed to c...hase her sadness away. "If you can't remember your name I guess I'll have to pick one for you." I said. I lept to my feet and picked up a twig from the grass. "Julie...no you don't look like a Julie. Sally, no not Sally. I've got it, from this day forth you shall be known as Serena!" I said with a wave of my twig as if it were a wand.Serena got to. "No, Use the foul Area." the Tannoy boomed.A small Asian man carrying a huge whip appeared on the walkway, he expertly slashed it across my side, the pain was unbearable, I realised it was not just leather but it was giving me electric shocks as well."Foul, Foul." he screamed. I stood up. "Fours Fours." he screamed, and as the pain seared again across my other side, I dropped to my knees and crawled to the foul area behind the other beasts.I couldn't do it. I decided to wait for darkness.I woke. ” He took a bottle of champagne from the ice bucket and poured two glasses.“Oh, this is decadent,” she laughed. She spied two gift-wrapped boxes on the jump seat in front of her. “Somebody left their gifts.”“They’re yours,” he said. “You can open the smaller one now.”“When do I get to open the other one?”“On the way home.”She tore the wrapping off the box and opened it, and exclaimed, “Oh, Gene, it’s beautiful ! ” She leaned over and gave him a big, wet smooch. “Thank you, darling. How did you. Saturday morning was a delightful one. Trucks could be seen backing up their trailers and dropping off their boats for an afternoon ride on the river. Some had coolers with beer and picnic baskets with plenty of good eats. Biscuits and fried chicken seem to be the favorite meal for a river run. There was a man that showed up in his white Chevrolet pick-up truck. He had a Jon boat and a bucket of minnows.Jackie and Jim noticed something strange about the man in the white pick up truck. He didn't.