-We'd been married nearly two years when our lives suddenly took a bad turn, right over a precipice. I had awakened in the wee hours of the morning and decided I was a little hungry. I fixed a small bowl of cereal and stood by the French doors gazing out at the stars. I watched as the first grey light of dawn slowly made the stars begin to fade. Micah was suddenly at my side. -I need to get you out of here,- he said between clenched teeth. -Why?- I gasped. His whole body was quivering and tense and I realized he was having a 'fight or flight' reaction. -Three mermen, maybe more, are coming,-...