’ ‘Well said son, well said…’ Her dad spoke up. ‘And on that note, I think it’s time you called us a cab and sent Sylvie and I back to the... hotel. You young people can while the night away, but us old folks need our rest, and if I know Sylvie she will be up at the crack of dawn wanting to explore this town and its shops and such. Never fails, get her out of Portland and she has to find out where every store is in town…wonder I have any money left between her and Pauline, not to mention that. He then pulls out a gag that is made out of a ring wrapped in leather. "I promise you that this is clean." He says and before I know it I have my mouth open and it is tightly in place. I try to fight back the drool. He laughs. He guides me to a chair. He takes my shoes off. He places my feet inside a piece of leather and straps it to my ankles. I try to get them out. I hear the front door bell. "I will be right back, don't go anywhere." He says with a laugh. I start to shake. What if it is. "It's possible that Brian is living on borrowed time. It's also very possible that he just won't wake up one morning. Brain surgery is not an exact science. There's so much that can go wrong and so much we don't know and so much we'll never know. It's like rolling dice, all day long, hoping you don't get snake eyes."Colleen didn't want to accept that. "If anyone can get through this, Brian can. We've seen him cheat death twice. He must be living under a lucky star." Or running out of luck,". Georgie saw them sitting at the bottom of the screen and she immediately went hysterical because the coincidence was too awesome to absorb.Then came the guilt.She ran upstairs and curled up in bed and after that, I didn't see her for days. Janice went up there and reasoned with her and even Angie reassured her by telling her that she shouldn't feel bad, because, so what? I'd deregistered her. It wasn't as if someone else was getting dispatched in her place. It's life: fate. Some women win;.