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After breakfast, Eudora volunteered to wash the dishes, and Jericho grabbed the towel to dry, so that he could be next to her. "Listen baby... there is something I need to tell you." "Hmmm?" She scrubbed a plate without looking at him. "The reason I've been so busy..." He chose his words very carefully... wanting to be honest with her, but not wanting to scare her, "Someone showed up at the trailer, looking for you, after we left. Someone else, besides me, is looking for you." She looked up at him, puzzled. "Why would someone be looking for me? I mean... I don't think you are talking about Uncle Foster, right?" "No, I don't mean Foster. Its a little worrying... it seems like someone paid this man to find you. And I want to know who it is, and why he is looking for you." "So... al