My daughter lied to me. I think it's normal for her age, but I'm still disappointed and hurt. I go out, C. follows me. There's a ladder in front of me that leads downwards. I climb down the side. Does someone live there? I'm angry and walk on through a park. I take someone with me to the boat. He looks thinner. I'm in a toilet for prostate problems. I hesitate. My children leave. I choose the middle solution and the doctor says I have a normal enlargement of the prostate for my age. I pack my things. A boat will take us there. An old sailing boat without a mast and motor is travelling very fast and will tow us. Should I pack the diving goggles too? The bag is already very full.