” The young man growled. Angel was shaking with fear. She knew she was out numbered and she couldn’t figure out why her. Out of all the girls in t...e student body, why her. Tears began to well in her eyes as a second boy began to laugh. He was the tallest in the group, a strong young black man. “Look, you made her cry TJ! Don’t worry doll face, we will take good care of you.” He grinned as he looked at the boy covering her mouth. Out of sheer panic she bit TJ’s hand as hard as she could, praying. When he found his wives, he grabbed them and hugged the breath out of them. They knew he was upset, they felt his pain. It was their pain, too. They had lost a sister, a sister that was loved beyond all understanding.Later, in Waco, when they were unpacking their wagons, they would find one of her dresses. It was the one she wore the first day she had met Waite. That dress became a treasured heirloom. It would that would be handed down, mother to daughter, for the rest of time itself.Waite had. And I could tell she was just mortified.So, being all full of testosterone I sort of spoke up and told Randy that he had a shitty mouth, and a shitty attitude, and that I reckoned that meant he he must be full of shit. I believe I also suggested he had shit for brains, but I’m not sure. I was sort of mad at the time and don’t remember everything I said to him.Well Randy’s parents had paid for him to have a whole year of Judo or Karate or some jump and scream kind of thing, and I guess he. During her time back home she paid a visit to her 101-year-old grandmother, whose mind was still sharp enough to ask her when she was going to get that special man. At 22-years-old and emotionally unavailable, Star just smiled and said: "Grandma, when I meet a man who is good enough to meet you, is the day I will settle down."That was all her grandma needed to hear before turning the subject on to the latest church gossip. Church gossip was nothing new and every time, it quickly tuned Star out.