My friend's name is Jennifer Gregory.' He smiled slightly, then said, 'I'm Joe Baxley, the sheriff of this little town. I'm very glad to see you, Colo...nel. Semper Fi.' You looked a bit shocked, but relieved, and then said, 'Hoorah!', and, 'Can we move to some place a bit quieter, and you can bring me up to speed on what's going on?'"Then you moved outside and Arnie, Matt's grandfather, met you out there. Now if that was just a dream, you tell me so. We'll turn this van around, and head for the. When I woke up, he was gone.” She grew uncomfortable, realizing she still didn’t understand how Jessica had fought Marchosias off after she’d passed out.”“Yes, you mentioned that before. The cutting him, bit. Tell me, what is it you can do?”“I…” she trailed off, growing self-conscious for some reason. She realized she was being foolish, and powered on. “I can take the form of anything inanimate I have touched. My brother, Sheldon, can take the form of anything living.”“Your brother? How many. We tried it on Claire as well. Itdidn't seem to have any effect for obvious reasons, but she was eager togive it a shot.In the background of all of this, wedding preparations continued. I metClaire's parents for the first time when they came for a visit to helpwith the planning, and to presumably meet the curious person that wasmyself who was poised to steel their daughter away. Stan and RitaDeveraux were, as it turned out, a pair of hippies. You might have foundthem both walking the fields of. I put the ball on the green but about twenty feet from the hole. Terry did about the same but closer. Mike and the pro each used a three wood and put the ball darn near into the cup.Terry told me to remember the feel from the practice green. We looked over the path of the ball to see a distinct grain of the grass that would make the ball curve back toward the hole fairly sharply. I putted out about eight feet and watched the ball curve back toward the hole and stop on the lip. Just a little.