At sunrise some of the early birds were already on the beach. Most were wrapped in beach towels to keep warm, but when the sun's warm rays heated the ...white sandy beach, the towels were left on deck chairs. Breakfast was served in thatched roof cabanas attracting more and more people as the day went on. I noticed that some, but not all, resort guests were naked. Some women were topless with thongs to cover their more private parts. A few of the men did the same. The first thing I did that. Franklin Lyons came out to his porch, and he was cradling a scatter gun of some kind. The sort of little shotgun that my mama used to use to keep varmints away from her hen house. I liked to almost laughed, and would have if I wasn't so mad at having to come down and get this taken care of."What in the hell do you mean by not signing the agreement that we made earlier?" Get down off your horse Mr. Gardner. There's certainly no need for us to stand out here yelling at each other in front of my. “What’s the matter, Dad, having trouble finding the net from so close?” Brad kidded him and laughed.“Any hockey player can hit the net, how many times did I hit the posts?”“I don’t know maybe seven or eight?”“Try twelve.”“You hit the posts on purpose?”“How many times did I score?”Brad counted the pucks in the net, “Eight.”“So three out of four shots to the posts scored a goal, pretty good odds to me. Goalies say the posts are their friends, part of their equipment. I say the posts are their. ”The way he spoke was firm but gentle, and he was quietly convincing. Jason thought that as ancients they needed to be respected and valued as the extraordinarily impressive beings that they were.Philippa nudged him and said telepathically, “Thank you very much, Jason. We do appreciate you as well.”‘Well,’ he thought, ‘so much for my capacity to block my thoughts.’Philippa telepathically replied, “If you had blocked your thoughts I wouldn’t have heard anything!”“Yes, but I have not learned to.