All of a sudden, he saw a familiar yet attractive face.“What’s up, Sammy?"“’Sup, Megan?"Megan Simpson was like a little sister to Sam Prescott.... Megan had a crush on him... But then again so did every girl. He was so nice to her, they became friends. So much so that Sam was one of the first people she came out to about her sexuality. Ironically they kissed once, before Kayla came in the picture.“So, I heard you and Kayla got a thing going on, huh?"“Yeah,” Sam said.“Cute couple. I mean, what’s. They had moved to Egypt a couple of years back with the money from the previous job to do what they both loved, scuba diving. What he made could not have bought a dustbin in London but it was enough to live very comfortably under the Egyptian sun. Smiling slightly to himself, he could still see Bernie breaking the surface of the water from a dive in the beautiful clear Red Sea. Her hair shined every colour of the Egyptian sunset as it fell seductively down her wet neck.Her amazing blue soul. No Dylan. No Guthrie. The kid liked his music smooth. The posters were signed.The books in the matching shelves showed both brothers liked Science Fiction, but the older preferred the hard science stuff. Asimov’s Foundation trilogy. While the younger one preferred the wilder speculative stuff. Heinlein. He found Delores’s most famous book there. The Lord of the Rings was in the older brother’s room. Dune in the younger brother’s. The younger one seemed to have a complete Hardy Boys collection. "Oh, I thought everyone was cremated," I went on."Oh no, many tribes bury there dead with all their possessions. To us the rabbits are the carriers of their spirits." Well Fredogid, I'm sorry, but that won't stop me eating rabbits."According to my calendar it was Christmas eve and it was then that I was told that this was Mothers' eve and the start of a new year. All this time I had gained little information from the Druidess. Since a Druid had arrived a few days earlier and whom I was told was.