parking lot and the evening’s adventure.


Marge buckled her seat belt, saying, “Well, here we go
Lynne, off to unknown territories.”

“Right. Just like Traveling Jack. Here we go into
the territories.” I giggled as I thought about Marge and I
right in the middle of Stephen King’s novel, The Talisman.

Traveling Jack was the novel’s brave young hero who
was forced to walk the path, and face the dark obstacles
that inevitably blocked the way. Rama had given us very
direct instructions regarding the reading of this book. He
didn’t have to twist my arm; I was definitely a Stephen