“The 18:30 to Lancaster. It’s canceled; when is the next train?” Sam asked, trying not to sound irritated.The young man grimaced. “It’s a po...wer failure and the next train will not be until tomorrow sometime. You will have to ring in the morning for a departure time; sorry, sir.”Sam was cold, wet, and tired. He stood thinking and tapping on the wooden counter with his index finger. “Can you tell me where the nearest decent hotel is?”“If you want clean and cheap, then go out of the main entrance,. “Could I speak to Second Officer Silverman, please?” he inquired.“I’m sorry but she’s over at headquarters. Can I give her a message?”“Oh, yes! Would you tell her Captain Ramage is at the Nile Palace?” The voice said ‘Yes’ and the line went dead.He met up with Tim and they both went down to the dining room where they ordered steaks with all the trimmings. They may not have been to the quality of Sharon’s restaurant but after bullied beef they tasted fantastic. Tim had been able to get hold of. Why not?" she said to herself. "If this is a new start, why notbe a new me? The best me I can be. Why not?" she said allowing her smileto widen. Dakota giggled, wondering if her new next-door neighbors heardher inane babbling. "I'll bet it's an old couple or something," she saidto herself. Talking to herself had always made her feel better. "Evencheerleaders can get lonely," she reassured herself on particularly hardnights in her earlier youth. Shaking away bad memories, Dakota crossedthe room. In the back of the lot, surrounded by cars, she had no idea that her house was nearly totally engulfed in flames."Honey, we have to move." Jeanie heard her husband say.A person, one couldn't always tell gender in full fireman's clothing, walked over and waved for them to follow.They walked in a wide arc around the burning structure. Tim pointed as two firemen were soaking once section of the back of the house with water."What are they doing?" he asked, but his words were drowned out with the.