" she told him. "The cream makes it all come together." she giggled like a school girl.Dad looked at me, and I think he saw that I had picked up on t...he inuendo, but we both said nothing. He just smiled back at mom."You already know that Jennie makes the BEST cream pie, don't you Malcolm?" dad replied.I didn't know if he was doing that on purpose or not, but most likely he did. Was he putting on a show?We watched some TV together after dinner. We watched one of mom's favorite shows, Sanford. On the right taking up two thirds of the tent is a king size air bed with matching sleeping bag and pillows. The other third which Jake and I are knelt in is carpeted the length of the tent by a lush black fur rug. Zipping the tent flap closed, Jake then slides past me and gets a towel out of his bag.“Sorry, only got the one, so we’ll have to share.” He says handing me the towel.“Thanks Jake.” I say smiling. I watch Jake pull the cover of an electric heater as I sit on the rug and dry. As we were walking, Mari reached up as if to scratch her head. She put her hand behind her head and held out three fingers, closed her hand, then three again, before dropping her arm without breaking stride.Very quietly I said "Six bodies coming."Anna and Katherine whispered back, acknowledging the warning and started talking about the pizza place we had eaten at. Sam told all of us that she'd monitor and be ready to call station security. I loosened up my jacket and kept walking. The area was. He took a step backward and nearly stumbled over his hedge. ‘What…how…uh…shit, Bill. I didn’t want to stir up any trouble, is all. When did you find out?’ ‘Just now,’ Bill said. ‘Oh, shit,’ Phil said, lowering his head. ‘I’m sorry, Bill. I—’ ‘Why don’t you tell me what happened?’ Bill asked. The rage within him caused his muscles to quake. ‘Listen, Bill, it was a long time ago. And Emily…I mean, she’s gone now. There’s no need to dig up—’ Bill took a step toward Phil. His eyes bore a hole.