turning , i saw the three men bow and leave us with a table full of food . we were far from rich and dwelled in a remote cabin deep in the forest , where we lived off the land , hunting , fishing , and even growing our own food . where the old opera house had stood there was now a bank . she took a step backward and felt one of her support hose slip precariously down her knee . god damn it , they would , too , and it was his own bloody fault . 