>Friday, May 23rd (night)Hi, Marsh,I haveta tell you about what happened today. It's just so -- ga! do I usethe word Weird a LOT, or what? But whatever. Do you. There were three women standing at the hostess station. One of the women smiled at him and said, “Hello. My name is Susan. Welcome to The Great Texas Steakhouse.”“Thank you ... uh ... Susan,” Dexter said rather surprised by the greeting.“What is your name?” Susan asked.“Dexter.”She typed his name into a handheld device.While she worked, she said, “Please pardon the appearance of our facilities, Dexter. We’re in the process of expanding the waiting area. This is just a temporary measure, until. The rest of the time it was just a very deep ditch.It took another hour to get out into the cold darkness of night, but because we were now on the other side the air smelled different somehow almost ethereal. A quick whisper down the tunnel and the other three quickly joined us to sprint to the small clump of trees growing nearby. Nobody saw us. It wasn't that sort of place. All the warders were probably grabbing a few beers in what they laughingly called their club before turning in for the.Read More
