"Yeah, I know, but I was so mad." Rachel sighed "And I'm sorry, but the surprise of finding my spare pills missing..." Spare pills?" I gaped "You mean... you didn't even need the ones that were missing? And you go and ruin my evening for that?" I said I was sorry," she retorted "jeez, it's not as though you had something special lined..."Rachel's voice trailed off as she saw the look on my face, it spoke volumes and told her all she needed to know."Oh no," she groaned "you did have something lined. So many memories of our time together: the trips we took, the meetings we endured, the afternoons spent making love in the Quilting Room. Giving her up would be the most difficult thing about leaving England. Kieran looked up from his companions and his eyes rested on Mary as she sat beside me. His eyes sparkled as he looked at her, a faint smile crept to the corners of his mouth, and his fingers played with electricity. Looking back at Mary, her gaze was fixed on a corner of the ceiling. Immediately, her tongue meets mine, her mouth opens to welcome my kiss. Our hands move to our respective heads, caressing our respective hair, deadlocking us in a deep deep kiss. Our breathing is heavy, like if this kiss was more important, more vital than filling our lungs with air.It lasts forever. When one of us gives the slightest hint he would leave, the other deepens his kiss, grabs the head of his lover with more passion.Now we're looking at each other, panting, smiling, tears of joy at. What was more interesting was that we were just outside of Busch Stadium, the home of the Cardinals, and if we looked north we could see the Gateway Arch.When we got there and I told him this was it; he had the same reaction that I had had when I did my first crossing."That's it?" That's it."I brought the rig up to speed and headed onto Interstate 70; next stop Terre Haute, Indiana. We'd be having breakfast in about three hours.The atmosphere in the truck was different somehow. The sexual.