I looked over to where my ex-wife was watching us closely.“Okay, for a minute or two, I guess,” I said. Well, I was curious about his couple of re...asons. Also, I needed to know if they knew that which they shouldn’t know about.I grabbed my beer and for him to lead the way. I could see Stacey sag back in her seat in tentative relief if that would’ve been the way to say it.He took his seat next to her and motioned me to sit as well. For some reason I felt strange, not mad or upset necessarily, but. Keith and Todd and Gail had just returned from the cafeteria. Much to the chagrin of his school and team, Keith had decided to forsake the second game of the playoffs to be there when Pat woke up. They sat down, and Keith glanced at Mrs. Baker. He had said some unkind things to her just before Buddy died which he now greatly regretted. She might not have been a great mother to Pat for whatever reason, but she had been a great mother to Buddy. And to be faced with such tragedy and then try and. She woke up at noon. She needed to clean her skin, the blood was solid. She went to the main house and talked to the chief woman slave, Elsa.She told her that her dress was eaten by a wolf. Elsa thought that Sarahwas telling a lie, but she got a new dress for her.Sarah saw that she had memories of another person in her head. Shedidn't understand that. She saw that that person had 3 daughters, andthat person was a physician. She was worried that she had an evil spiritin her body. She. Or maybe my computer's just a Lesbian. That makes more sense, because the fucking thing hates me.I go back in my office and pour a glass of bourbon. Yeah, just a small glass, not that it's any of your business anyway.I like bourbon.I don't like being drunk.Well, not unless I'm among friends.I drive towards Luger Enterprises.Luger is a software company. They designed some program that detected and repaired corrupted program files or some damn thing. Anyway, they're rolling in it, and Patricia's.