My father had told me he was now renting out the cabin on occasion for fisherman and hunters to offset the cost of repairs. I had the key to the cabin..., but I intended to camp out on the hill as Gwen and I had done many times in the past. This meteor shower, Aquarid, was not one of the most spectacular of the year, but usually had it’s moments. I lay on top of the hill on my sleeping bag watching the occasional streaks of lights across the sky. Before long I was remembering Gwen, our times. Men plan and the gods laugh. The gods are assholes. After the operation I had an intense rehab on my knee, so I couldn’t go home for over three months. Going home was sort of a moot point anyway because I couldn’t drive. My parents would come up and see me every couple of weeks and we would talk about my sisters and brothers and things at home. Of course I had to torture myself and ask about Jackie. Mom tried to change the subject but I kept coming back to Jackie. Finally Dad answered me and. This city was built by people who didn't like those laws, so they encourage being naked." Do people here build a new city every time they don't like the laws?" No," Mr. Cortez chuckled, "mostly they just write angry letters in the newspapers." So do we need to be naked now?" I asked."Not just yet," he replied, even though Cris was eagerly sliding off his pants in the back, "you can have a few days to acclimate. Nudity isn't required except in schools." Why just schools?" It's actually just this. ”“Got it.”“You are right in that there is nothing you can do. That doesn’t mean I’m going to sit back. You know how this plays out if we don’t do anything. Rachel ends up dead, or if she is lucky, she ends up living on the street as a penniless crack whore. All I have to say is, if I decide to give my bodyguard the slip, there is nothing he can do about it. When it happens, don’t give him too much shit.”“Don’t do anything stupid.”“Don’t worry. I won’t get caught. I will need this guy’s name and.