I had no choice but to shoot them, too.Meanwhile, the man who had started it all had recovered his breath enough to try to draw his gun, but Janet dre...w and shot him. She had not been as careful in her bullet placement, and she hit the fool in the gut. He was dead, all right, it was just going to take from several hours to several days for it to happen. He knew as well as we did that he was in for a very painful death, so he slowly raised his gun and shot himself in the head. Maybe he was not as. Consider Jonah and the whale, Noah and his ark, the burning bush, Moses striking the rock to get water, Lot’s wife turning into a pillar of salt when she turns to see Sodom and Gomorrah go up in flames. Even the Exodus, THEE major event in Jewish history is suspect in my eyes. I mean, with six-hundred-thousand Hebrews roaming the desert for forty years, you’d think they’d leave something behind to prove it, something archaeological we could grab onto. But no, they didn’t. Or, if they did, we. I sighed, with longing and loss and other things I didn't know anddidn't like, and plopped down on the couch. I missed her already. Bad. "Well, what now?" Jill asked. I shook my head. "I've got no idea..." "Well, why don't you change, and then maybe we can head out and dosomething. I don't want to go home just yet." I sighed again. I'd been gone since Friday morning - my folks weregonna kill me. "I don't want to go home either." I must've looked seriously depressed,. I had gotta admit, during the time at work where no-one talks, and theres only the dull music playing from the fuzzy speakers above, your mind does tend to wander. I find myself playing through all sorts of scenarios in my mind, most them sexual. But of course, I would never tell the people that were involved in my daydreams. One of the many thoughts that I have had HAS included Claires panties, and staring at her secretly from a distance I have wondered what they are like&hellip, No, never! I.