(And hell came in the form of my router.crawhing taking my connection with it. Pardon the following post as.it is being sent through a cellphone.)<br/><br/>John nodded at Clara's suggestion, breaking the hug so that he could take the ladder down to the floor of the barn.  He knew the little minefield of Bruce's that lay down there for him. So he was being very careful as to how to handle it. He reached up and cauggt the blanket as it fell. He curled it around his right arm while his left reached up for the plate of lasagna. It was still hot and smelled utterly delicious. The smell alone made him so happy. For it made him think of Madison and thinking of her especially in the good times made him extremely happy. This was why he had a small little grin on his face even though he was still thinking about his loss of his daughter to Dukey.<br/><br/>John waited for her to lower the plate to him so that he could carry it into the house for her along with the blanket. All that he had to get through first was going to be the Bruce minefield which he did quite well. All it took was careful observations and for his daughter he wad more than prepared to make those. So he made it back to the house up into Clara's room where he placed the items.<br/><br/>