What the holy hell was going on. I know what I was looking at. It matched the descriptions I'd read and looked like all the drawings I'd seen. It was ...a saber toothed cat. And it was huge. I'd never seen a cat that big before. Not trusting the Henry, I inched back into the shadow of the cave, watching the cat the entire time. He gave no indication that he had seen, heard or smelled me. Once inside, I turned and made the short distance to my saddle and the 'Quigley" gun. I knew the 45-70 would do. We found more geodes and various crystals. Some I didn’t even recognise though they were pretty or very interesting. Mica and I aren’t mining experts. As it was, she knew a lot more than me.We mapped where we found them and took samples to bring back to Albi to look at. If I really liked the crystal or stone formation, I added it to my new bottomless backpack that I’d taken to wearing while caving. My ever-present satchel was tucked under it on my back.One interesting find was the iron ore. Back at the table, Sheila said, "Hey, it's been a long day and there's no one here I can't live without. Would you like to go?" Mr. Right is not here tonight. Let's get out."As they arrived in the driveway, Sheila noticed the evening thunderstorm tuning up just off the beach just as Kelly said, "I think I'd better stay downstairs with you. I don't want to see you afraid." Thanks. I'd like that. I just have to get over this thing. I could end up in bed with the wrong person." I want to know more. He comes back out the van and locks it. They walk down to the water. The beach itself is over 200 feet deep, the vans sit at the very back of it, well out of the way of the tides coming in. Emma and Donald walk to within twenty feet from the shore. Donald spreads the blanket for them to sit on and ask Emma if she wants to lay in the sun for a while first or go into the water.She kisses him quickly and nods to the water before she runs to it. Donald laughs and runs behind her. They splash.