This was a little worrying. I ran upstairs calling Stella and Tom, but there was no response. I looked in the bedrooms, they weren't there either. Thinking, 'disappeared' = mafia, I rushed downstairs like a whirlwind, nearly falling in the process. Then outside, Tom's Landrover was still there. So where were they?

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad,
part 207.

Lizzie Jane was a little scared, not knowing what to expect -- meeting people that knew her, but she was sure that she would not recognize them. Also, her old boy friend, Jake, would probably be there, too. She prayed that he would be off fishing or something.

"You will have experiences that will help you grow and become responsible members of society," Agent Mitchell said.

"Your other partner in crime is also being held accountable. Nick is just now waking up to a big surprise as well," laughed Agent Johnson.

Chapter 9 - Aftermath

"Do we want to set any ground rules for this?" I asked.

"Wow, like what?"

"That neither of us insults the other and that if we are feeling upset or uptight, we pause for a moment."

"I came here to tell you how much I love you, not insult you."

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 205.

E.A.F.O.A.B. Point Of View: Simon's View-1

. . . I have more desirable men chasing me than you have shoes!”

. . . It’s all been about how you look . . . and that’s just not enough.”

. . . I am not a bimbo!”

Part 8 b: Tragedy of the spirit.

I slowly began to wonder if I had made the right choices. Was I bad person for leaving when I did? Did the choice to leave make any sense to me. Being 15 when I left and being on the road for over a year now I wondered?. Have those choices I made a lifetime ago it seems , make any sense?.

Curling up on the sofa she quietly sobbed and let out her pain. This really was it. This was the pain of childbirth; her second birth, her new life. She was grounded now, this was her place, and she wasn’t just visiting. The reality hit her hard. She could quite possibly never see her family again. And this thought rocked her very being.

I had barely sent it when it rang. It was Simon, hardly a surprise.

"Hello Babe,"

"I didn't think I was your babe anymore."

"Oh," I could hear the pain in his voice. "Oh okay, can I take you out to dinner tonight?"

"That's very short notice," I wasn't feeling helpful.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad (who actually fell off a bike today!)
part 203.

This chapter is very descriptive of farm life in the 1950's in Alabama for many farmers. To begin getting her memory back, Lizzie Jane must begin re-living these moments in her mind.