“I thought as much,” the doctor said. He took out a small wrapper and produced a sterile pin from it. “Can you feel this?”“Feel what?” Owe...n looked down as the doctor poked the front of his pinkie, then his ring, then his middle fingers to no effect. The doctor pushed the pin into the index finger. “Yeah!” Owen said, excitedly, though it felt spongy and soft, not hard and sharp. “I feel something on the index finger.”“Better than I thought,” the doctor said. “Though, some feeling wasn’t. It had rained a couple of hours back and the weather was chilly. As we were sharing a smoke, she wrapped her arms around me, lay on my shoulder and we just remained there silent. Our friends called us and we went to where the DJ was playing. Alcohol was flowing like a river and my room was the stoner’s paradise.Ameesha and I parted ways for a while as I had gone to my room to smoke up with my friends. In a matter of 15 minutes, I was 4 joints high and was tripping hard. Ameesha was quite tipsy. I made my way to the highway to try to get a ride. After a little while a guy in an old pickup stopped and offered me a ride to the Nevada/ Utah line where he worked. His name was Lee, and was probably in his 50s or so, and we talked a bit. He told me he worked at one of the casinos there. When we got to Wendover he told me he didnt have to go to work till the evening, and that he had a place that he stayed there for a few days at a time while he worked, and if I wanted to come hang out he. "Last summer didn't help one damn bit, either, watching all those trips go out and wishing I was on every one of them." Well, we can stretch it out some, I guess," Crystal observed. "I mean, we never made up our minds if we were going to head back to Buddha and Giselle's and surf some more. That'd eat up a few days." Might as well," Michelle agreed. "We're probably not going to get the chance again, unless we head back early and decide to fly to Hawaii." Sounds like a hell of an idea," Scooter.