Most everyone had been given uniquely appropriate, if sometimes insulting, dispensations from the estate. It seemed that your Great-Uncle had been a v...ery wealthy man, gifts of antique cars, scholarship funds, tracts of land, stocks, and bonds, and other things that were in no wise cheap had been awarded. Lastly, they came to you, and you were unsure what might be left when the lawyer read something that made you blink in confusion. "Next to last, to my great Nephew, Robin Nordhal, if they are. It had its advantages. He was an employee. Nobody notices an employee. Up in a tree, nobody really sees him. He was also well qualified for his job. He was athletic. He could run like a deer. He could jump over a car. He could bench press his weight. He could have accepted a number of college offers when he graduated, but something was bothering him. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do; hence the tree trimming thing.He had first noticed her a year ago. He was up in a tree with his chain saw.. David and Beckie's squad leaders noticed the quiet, focused, intensity with which that particular trainee applied himself and were pleased with his progress. There was no inkling of his alternative motivation.Captain Marlon was probably the one with the least to do. The Stellarites had built a city for his crew on the planet, his troopers were down to be trained by David and his ship — the WS Scout - was nearing the completion of its re-fit.The good Captain took Ben's advice and tried to enjoy. " She paused and twirled a lock of her long strawberry blonde hair around a finger. "Well, I was just afraid she might just have scared you off." How does she know what my mother told me, I wondered? We were alone on the porch. Ignoring my uncertainty, I asked, "So are those stories true?" "You mean about Great Grandma Lucinda?" "Yes." I said. "And about Great Grandma Flo?" She sat up and crossed her long legs. The gown, which appeared to be fastened only at the neck, split and fell to each.