He just couldn’t keep it down.After a silent lunch together, Rodger pretended to go back to sleep. Feeling his wife leaning on him heavily, he had a... mix of emotions. Half of him wanted to throw her out of the airplane, the other half wanted to slap the hell out of her. And yet, there was a small part of him that wanted to beg forgiveness because he just couldn’t stop it. He knew he was no match for Brandon, for sure. The two young boys Mike and Doug would have given him a run for his money too.. At one end this was tied off to a ringbolt set in the wall and to the other.... ? To the other it lead to her wrists, wrapping round them close together in firm coils that held her arms together above her head at full stretch . His gaze traveled the length of her body to her feet, the toes barely touching the floor, at full extension. He wondered how a body could look so relaxed at such a level of strain yet it did. No, not relaxed, that was not the right term.... Composed, that was a better. At 5 feet tall, and 110 pounds the chances of me being able to fight someone off were slim to none. I said good-bye to Mark again, as I walked out the door. As I walked out the double doors of the entrance to the mall I felt the cold air hit me. Fuck I thought. I fucking hate winter. I pulled up my hood and ran to my car. An old 82 firebird. Knight Rider style. I loved her like a baby but good ol Lucy hated the winter too and liked to give me problems. I just preyed today was going to be smooth. “It’s my fault.”“I see,” the wind said.“What, that’s all!” Belita snapped. Her grief turned to anger in an instant. The grey clouds above them flooded with crackling darkness. Lightning split the sky as she tried to wrench out of his embrace. “I got a quarter of the crew killed, and stranded the rest in a goddamn jungle, and you see?”He held her tight. “What do you want?” the rolling thunder cracked all around them.“I don’t know!” Belita snapped, squeezing her eyes shut. Her body went limp, the.