the Disillusionists cont'd...

Buck turned and walked away. He had to have a grip on his emotions right now. He crumpled the ticket into his fist.

The sight of his camper in such total devastation was too much for one man to bear*. It was set there in a cage. The threat May was under made it that much more real. He went back to his car feeling powerless. Exhausted, he simply drove back to the bed and breakfast.

It would do no good. Driving all night to God know's where. He needed to sleep. He needed to be with his wife.


* Yo, Boo the Bear here... I got nothing to do with this...