As she shuffled to the kitchen, she opened the box and sniffed at it's contents. "Mmmmmm! Sausage; pepperoni; bacon; chicken; garlic; pineapple!" She ...set it down on the counter and grabbed two plates from the cupboard, "Meat Lovers!" Garren chuckled, "Yeah, you know us carnivores and what we like on our pizza." He grabs two cups and opens the fridge, "If you have just almond milk in here, I will dump it all over you." He holds the cup in one hand and opens the fridge with the other, he kneels. If you can keep 'em supplied with meat you'll get along fine and the women expect to do most of the work. If you kill plenty of meat and walk around to protect 'em while they're gathering other food everything will be right in their world and they'll think you're the bees knees. They mostly do the gutting, skinning, and cutting up too. We've even got refrigeration and don't have to smoke and dry all the meat no more." Damn man, we ain't been sent back in time, we've gone to heaven." Ain't it. I heard he married a martial arts instructor who was almost as tough on the mat as he was. She specialized in the Thai style fighting."What the hell are you guys doing here?" I asked. These three were the last people I expected to ever see again ever.Julie looked at them, as if wondering whether or not she made a mistake bringing them to the hospital, and no wonder. Chip Henderson looked like the Jolly Pink Giant, standing six feet four in his bare feet. His beer keg shaped body had all the. " What are you talking about? I sent her money for months. She's twenty-one now. She can start supporting herself," I said, hoping it didn't sound as hollow to her as it did to me."No she can't. If you weren't so self-centered and selfish you would know that she's expecting and really needs help. I've got to go attend to a patient; she's dying and needs me."I put the receiver back in its cradle, feeling numb. I didn't believe her, not about the dying patient nor about Heather expecting a child..