It would support Wilson and me but not a lot more. I wasn't planning to carry anyone else, or even a lot of fishing tackle. Wilson wanted to fish, so ...we were going to fish. Since I had the plane it would be Wilson's toy."Well they say it will fit in the back of a truck. That it will take a lot of abuse, and best of all it under five hundred bucks. So we can buy this, a trolling motor, plus all the rods and shit we need for under a grand. So get on the phone and see if they have one in stock at. " Should I go home?" I asked."Actually, I've talked to your mother, Bonnie, and if you're agreeable,I'd like you to stay. Call it your first sleepover."Something in her voice worried me, and I asked, "Is everything okay?"Before she could answer, the doorbell rang. Melody's mom opened thedoor, and in slithered a huge man - except his bottom half was a snake."Oh, a Naga!" Melody said.I didn't know what that was, but I had trouble imagining something thatwould be a problem for this creature. He. I didn't take a newspaper; my weird hours didn't cater to it. So my usual routine was to run a cup of coffee, look at a little TV while I drank it, do the three esses—shit, shower and shave—and then log on to the national news on my laptop. Which I did. Some asshole killed himself along with his wife and three kids, some other asshole detonated a suicide bomb in the middle east and wasted himself along with a couple of civilians, a third asshole ... oh, hell, the same crap as usual. The weather. I've kept my promise to you, but I guess I can see how you could get that idea." He sat beside her and reached over to place his right hand softly on her shoulder.In a moment, he continued, "The woman you saw me with is Robin Meadows. When you told me about how your ex-husband had hurt you, I mentioned that I had gone through a similar situation. I never really felt like I wanted to get into talking to you about my situation with Robin, and I guess it's because I was still pretty hurt by it.