Help was on the way. But Eric and Sharon were oblivious to it all as they continued their struggle on the grass.Striving to get to her parents and sis...ter, Sharon jerked one leg lose and half way rolled over, still screaming and sobbing, "ERIC, LET GO DAMN IT... Oh God... please make him let go."Eric knew that if he did, she would crawl to her death. His hand kept a tight grip on her belt.In a desperate attempt to break loose, Sharon drew back her free foot and kicked Eric hard as she could. Her. It was a very easy lie. Gary never questioned it. Once the preparations had been made, it was much harder for Julie to keep Greg out of her thoughts. The afternoon went by quite slowly and she had difficulty concentrating on what she had to do. That in itself was something that should have irked her. That a man might have an effect on her that could compromise the quality of her work. It was something that had never happened before. How many times had she looked down, rather smugly, on other. The moment he started turning his back on others, he would be turning his back on her. That would put their love at risk faster than anything.In the morning, William and Lucy sat at the dining room table surrounded by books and papers. William pointed to a section of one of the papers and said, "I think that this is incorrect, but my math isn't good enough to prove it."Picking up the paper, Lucy read the section of the paper with care. Her mind entered into the mental space of mathematics in. It was agreed that we would all work on the water supply, the new boat that was required, and that I would deal with the electricity supply. This, I felt sure, could be covered by wind generators, batteries and inverters."Well," said our oldest inhabitant, Ian Jones, yes honestly, who was about sixty, "if your ideas turn out to be as good as your whisky, I think it'll all be verra, gude. It's certainly better than yours McTavish." He looked at one of the youngest inhabitants.They all laughed.