Our intention with Helen had always been to provide a safe and supportive place for her to learn independence and gain skills and confidence for takin...g into a life of her own. But she was fitting in so comfortably and easily that I no longer was sure what I wanted to have happen with her.After dinner the evening started like most with us women doing the dishes and cleanup and Tim impatiently waiting for us to rejoin him. He had frequently tried to assist in the cleanup to stay involved with us. Every time he raised his hand or his voice the dog would whimper and cower away from him. He had used a newspaper to beat the dog when it didn't do what he wanted or as quickly as he wanted it to do, and now he was stuck. The Dalmatian did end up living with an old widow lady who never scolded or raised her voice. My friend never got another dog.Today's shopping trip never got any better for 'the Dalmatian' lady. The bastard leading her around was just as ornery when they drove away in his old. I walked up to John (one of the deputies) and asked, "What the heck is going on?"He looked at me, smiled and answered, "It looks like someone tried, but failed, to blow up the school. We are here to control the current situation until the FBI task force arrives."Darn, I might have really messed up! I continued, "Are you sure you need to call in the FBI?"John answered, "You bet we do! This is serious damn business. The person that tried to blow up the school could have killed hundreds if not all. I was chatting with something like sixteen people but he was the only one not being a pig or talking about sex. That was kind of nice. I told him I intended going to the gym later but had no other plans. He asked if I'd like to go for a ride on his bike and sent me a picture of it. I don't know much about bikes but it was a Harley and I do like riding, not that I do it much. Bikes, that is!“Where to?” I asked.He suggested lunch in Gloucester, a city north along the ocean. “Yeah! Know what, I’d.