“Then send for the camp commander.”That officer appeared within minutes.“What does this mean?” he spluttered.“It means that you are a captiv....”“I don’t surrender to niggers.”“And they don’t accept your surrender,” Sam said. (Though he had persuaded his troops to accept some.) Confederate soldiers had murdered surrendered colored Union soldiers, and many colored troopers didn’t see the use of accepting surrenders from men who wouldn’t honor theirs. “If you surrender to me, they will accept my. I peeked out the eye hole and there was a gray hair man standing there looking down the hall. My stomach and heart dropped to the floor i was instantly terrified my mind was racing. I slowly cracked my door to see who the man was the bright light from the hall was blinding and before i got a word out he was coming in. When my eyes adjusted to the light i saw a tall older gentleman with a black leather jacket tight fitted blue jeans boots and a gray unkept goatee when he spoke i knew instantly. JR stood on the porch and watched them drive away, experiencing an emptiness he was not accustomed to.“How far do we have to go?” Rockie asked. She was sitting in the back seat, behind Patty while Franc drove. “It seems like everything is at least fifteen minutes from your home.”“It’s about thirty miles away,” answered Franc, “But one good thing about being this far out, is we seldom encounter any traffic, so we’re able to drive the posted speed limit. We’ll be there in less than forty. And to get to the nearest Pandora stockist meant a trip to The Gates. It used to mean a trip to The Cornmill in Darlington but the Pandora stockist there mysteriously and without warning closed down. On the way I decided to pay a quick trip to the men's room at The Gates. I'd had a sprinkling of success here with mixed results. It was normally the older croud who would hang around for cruising reasons. The younger ones would come in, pee, and leave.Today my routine had changed. Instead of.