There was, of course an almost unlimited supply of champagne. This really would be the perfect place to propose marriage. Richard thought and allowed ...imself a bitter grin. Richard grabbed the Stilton and some grapes from the kitchen and found a bottle of vintage port in the lounge area and flopped into the plush couch in front of the fire. No sooner had he done so when the phone began to ring. Even the fucking phone purrs here rather than rings. He thought and picked it up. ‘Good evening Mr.. He seemed to realize that I was exhausted and helped me sit up. I sat there in a daze until I felt something cold press up against my forehead and a towel draped around my neck. I managed to mutter out a weak ‘Thanks’. ‘Don’t mention it,’he said,’just relax.’ He gave me a few minutes to rest then he helped me up and we walked over to a couch in the lobby. We sat there for a minute to make sure I was alright, then he said,’Wow. You can really lift weights.’ Getting some energy back I. The smell was awful. The six men only had five shillings and some script between them plus a bit of tobacco. I filled my ammunition box and pouch and took the sergeant's pistol and bullet mold since it was better than the one I had.By the time I had finished by tossing their hats and muskets into the sizzling flames, the girl had stopped crying and the roof had collapsed in a shower of sparks. The wind was blowing most of the smoke and smell away so I came and sat beside her at the well after. Jeremy waitedimpatiently for the movie that his Dad had just put into the VCR tostart. "Why couldn't we get that other movie?" Jeremy whined. Hewanted to see the movie they had rented, but that other one, Nightmareon Elm Street looked so much cooler. His Mom sighed in exasperation,telling him that when he was older he could watch it. Jeremy snorted.That was the usual response when he wanted to watch a cool movie. As the movie started, Jeremy watched the screen intently, whilehis Mom.