I gave Jenny the tag number from the van, "Search the data base for the tag scanners and see if that van has been here before."A few minutes later, "Y...es, four times in the last two weeks," she replied.I gave each day and the time to separate girls, "Follow them on the camera system, and let's find out where they went and who they met or talked to."A search that would have taken hours was reduced to minutes because we had the days and times. We also had the camera numbers at hand for the parking. “I feel goose bumps on my skin,” Peter admitted.“And me too,” Derek added.“Mommy’s spirit has passed through us! It makes me feel extra special thinking she might be right here with us!” Abby included.“But what’s that other nice smelling perfume?” Peter wondered.“That’s Laura’s, Dan’s first wife. Remember me telling you, she died in a car accident three years ago. I smelled it when Dan and Karen were married here.” Abby turned to find Mrs. O’Malley seated behind, smiling at her. “Mom is here. Obviously, he was not expecting an attack or even a single visitor from the other side, so I had no trouble disposing of him with a single knife thrust into his brain through his left eye. I just left him sitting there leaning his back against the large rock as if he was still masturbating. Well, I thought it was funny!I slipped into camp and headed for the horses. The Comanches were sure to leave if they had to chase their horses. Chasing off horses wasn't as much fun as killing Comanches, but. I watched it a few minutes and they did some things I had never seen. I had an idea that he wanted me to see this and I sat down and waited for him to come out of the garage with his tools and we could leave. Instead though, he walked through the door and asked me if I had enjoyed doing what we did at the drive-in movie.I told him yes and that may have not been the right answer though. He sat down next to me and reached over my shoulder and put his hand down my shirt and I felt him touch my.