They'd been through such great pain. Scott walked into the den where his father and Bonnie were holding each other and weeping."Dad? Bonnie? Are you a...lright?"Michael turned toward his son and quickly responded, "Bonnie will be moving in the guest house." Part TwoScott had a good healthy relationship with Bonnie. No one could replace the memory or love of his mother, but he enjoyed that she was there and she quickly became part of the family. Time passed quickly. Scott kept up his grades as well. Sue poked her head into the room for a quick look then went to her room where I heard her rummaging in her cupboard. She returned with a box and began placing various size candles around the bed head. She lit the candles, put a CD in the player and pulled down the blinds. Then she stood by the bed and called out "come on up". A few seconds later Jenny entered the room and walked straight to Sue. Both girls stood facing each other as some new age music began to play.Sue reached behind Jenny's. I made a few last-minute changes to the Valencia. One was a crow’s-nest atop each mast, mainly for a lookout, but an archer would have a serious range advantage from there. The second was a specially outfitted room in the middle of the ship on the lowest deck. Built sturdily, it had fifty sets of manacles attached by chains to the walls, floor, or ceiling. The door was just as sturdy and had four steel bars making sure it stayed shut. The room wasn’t to hold slaves, but captured pirates,. Let me tell you about my zipless fuck, as the term was at the time. I had been in Stockholm, Sweden and were heading back to Uppsala in my red Alfa Romeo late in the evening, whem I spotted a girl walking in the chilly summer night with a skirt, short as the British petrol pump attendants use to wear in 1968. I stopped and asked her if she wanted a ride.She gladly accepted and I drove her to her house somewhere at the coast of Sweden. She was really cold, as I felt when I as if accidentally put.