Anyway, one day, he was over while my brother was out and things weren't going so well. He was angry with me for no apparent reason and it was annoyin...g. I decided in that moment that I couldn't stand him any longer. "I want to break up," I shout at him. He staggers back in disbelief. "You want to break up? Why?" he asks. "Because all you do is shout at me. It's fucking ridiculous," I shout. "You're a child that's why." He shouts back, louder. "Then fuck this relationship. I'm done," I scream in. I lay out an extra ground cloth first, and put the sleeping bag and some cooking hardware in the tent. It is a large tent and easily holds all the stuff I put into it.I need to find a good place for my garden. It must be close to my shelter. It's got to be flat with no rocks. The problem is that I don't see any good loamy dirt around here. This topsoil is a fraction of an inch thick, as if a flood has pulled out the rich dirt a while back. That means there are two things I must do: I need to. Here was an opportunity to leave with a nest egg unlike many of his age. He had been married once. But she had died before her time should have been up. After that he had just gone through the motions.He had taken the 'kids' on in order to retire. His gray haired head reflected the age that he was. At sixty he was really too old to protect others much less himself. He walked with a limp from an arthritic hip. Yet he still had a very good reputation and he had some money stashed away. He had a. The tiny cabin was hot inside so Robert opened all the glass windows. Cathy started to sit with Edna on one of the benches. Robert told her to operate the boat.He told her everything she needed to know and then told her to go to Edna's house first. She had listened to his instructions and had noticed the way from her previous trips.She did not try to go as fast as the little pontoon boat would go, instead she got up a good speed and steered straight there.The motor was quiet enough for them to.