"So, how do we get home?," Bowler asked as he leaned on the fence and watched the sun rise.

"We'll figure that out," Brisco replied. "Did you sleep OK?"

"Somewhat," Bowler replied. "Jennyfer's housemate got in late. Jennyfer had to tell her what's been happening."

Jennyfer came downstairs, dressed and ready for the day. She had on jeans, a t-shirt, and snakeskin cowboy boots. "I need to run an errand," she told her guests.

"In the motor vehicle?," Peter asked. "Can I ride along? I wanna ride in a motor vehicle. See what they're like."

"Come on," Jennyfer said.

Savannah came downstairs as Jennyfer and Peter were leaving the house through the garage.

In the car, Jennyfer drove out of her property. "Don't tell anyone where you're really from," she told her passenger. "You don't need to attract a million people to my ranch."

"All right," Peter replied. "Why do we have these on?," he asked as he indicated the seat belt.

"It's the law," Jennyfer replied. "Cars have seat belts now to keep people from being thrown around if I crash the car."

"I don't like it," Peter said.

"Some people don't like it," Jennyfer agreed. "But some people just get themselves used to them."

Jennyfer drove to a donut shop, got a large number of donuts and drinks, and returned home with Peter. He was still checking out the power windows and seat. He was looking around at the scenery.

"What is San Francisco like now?," Peter asked.

"Big, noisy, and crowded," Jennyfer said. "Like the rest of the world."

At the house, Jennyfer set the food out.

Brisco and Bowler were watching her television and amazed at what they were seeing. A documentary on famous landmarks was on and the current subject was the Sydney Opera House.

"I traveled to Australia last year and saw that place," Jennyfer said as she sat down. "It's a beautiful building."

"Looks like it," Brisco said. He was amazed at the building. It was nothing like he had ever seen before. It was very beautiful and left him awe-struck. This was what was coming? The narrator continued to give the history of the Opera House, including that it was built in the 1960's and completed in 1974 and opened in 1975. That meant it would be built after his death in 1955.

"I do wish people could live longer than ninety-seven years," Brisco remarked.

"A woman in France lived to one-hundred twenty-one," Jennyfer told him, immediately regretting it. She wished she had not told him that piece of information.

"Isn't that a good thing?," Bowler asked.

"Not always," Jennyfer said. "When a person passes age eighty, they may end up invalid. They may end up with dementia or Alzheimer's disease. These are serious mental sickness that cause people to become a child again, mentally. They don't remember their own families and they have trouble even functioning."

"That's not good," Brisco said.

"My grandmother had it," Jennyfer said. "She died at ninety-two."

"Where are your parents?," Whip asked.

"Dad died when I was sixteen and mom died last year," Jennyfer said. "I was on only child, no brothers and no sisters."

"And you want to come back with us?," Whip asked. "Is that why?"

"Yes," Jennyfer replied. "And no."

"What about this house and land?," Whip asked.

"It's half Savannah's land, too," Jennyfer said. "Actually, it's sixty-forty in her favor."

"What about the horses?," Brisco asked.

"Rain belongs to me," Jennyfer said. "The other two belong to her. A Rain is a flower that grows in Australia."

Rain was a lovely blue roan and was truly almost blue. She almost had a silver appearance. She also had a long thick mane and a very long and thick tail. She was a great endurance horse and was ridden with a black leather Australian saddle with silver stirrups and a saddle horn and a black leather bridle. The bridle's noseband and browband were yellow, as were the nylon reins, and they matched the yellow saddle pad. She loved to jump, but she was never ridden English style.

That afternoon, Jennyfer took a ride on Rain with Brisco and Comet. Rain had a few things in common with Comet. She was loyal to Jennyfer, came when Jennyfer called her, and seemed to have her own language with Jennyfer.

"Why do you want to go with us so badly?," Brisco asked. "You have so much more than we do. Your life is more comfortable and you have better conveniences."

"That's true," Jennyfer agreed. "But, some of these things are also causing some negatives to happen. For example, all kids wanna do now is play video games. They don't want to play outdoors anymore. The people in this country are getting lazy and fat. Of course, there are good things here also. The disabled live better lives. We have better wheelchairs and we have hearing aides and so on."

"Savannah said you have hearing aides," Brisco said. "How would you make them work in my time?"

"Chemical energy," Jennyfer replied. "That's what a battery is. And I know how to create my own chemical energy. I can keep these working anywhere."

Brisco sighed.

"You really want me to stay here, don't you?," Jennyfer realized.

"It's where you belong, Jennyfer," Brisco said.

"I believe that a person belongs where they are happy," Jennyfer replied. "Why don't I have the right to be happy?"

"You do," Brisco said. "I just want you to be sure this is what you want before you do something you regret."

"Rain and I would be happy there," Jennyfer said. "I am really sure of that."

Brisco shook his head. He was not so sure.

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