Let the games begin.5He surprised me the way he enjoyed supper, men don't really go for saladbut he seemed to relish mine, I don't know whether it was... the homemadespicy dressing, the lobster or the wine but he certainly ate withenthusiasm and complimented me several times on my skills."Would you like a fruit salad with ice cream?" I asked."Thank you, no, I couldn't eat any more."I smiled. "I will take that as a compliment to my culinary skills eventhough it was nature's work really, all I had. I know for a fact that she wasn’t carrying the heart with her.”“So you want me to break into government housing and still what exactly?” Rory asks, imagining some big alien heart.“Yes,” the scientist hums. “It is small, like the size of a pearl. And it should be attached to a necklace. But I will need you to mail it to me. I don’t know what will happen if you try to bring it back with you. It’s too precious to risk it.”Rory is loaded into the time machine with another set of clothes and a stack. This woman's face was the same as the onefrom the mall but that's where the resemblance ended. She was fifteenfeet tall and dressed in black, white, and grey plate-mail resemblingan English Knight. A pair of black wings swept up from either side ofher helmet and broad sword hung from her belt. She held a bow in herhands and without saying a word she drew and let fly an arrow with agrey shaft and white feathers and a black arrow head.X'lye'ous somehow sensed the attack and spun around. He would be trading more when the garden plants were ready to leave the green house on May first, more or less. That neighbor and his wife were helping me revive the almost dead sense of community. The bacon, which June burned, came from the grocery store. The community farms were not self sufficient yet.After breakfast Michael and I did the dishes. June supervised and Michael and I just smiled at her advice. When she left Michael walked to the hot house with his cane. I noticed that he hung.