Three older boys on the streethad pitched a tent under some trees on a vacant lot. Pam was curious and also hadher first case of puppy love with the b...ys each 13 or 14 years old. She wasdetermined to have them accept her and let her into the tent. One day shegot up the courage and stood outside the tent calling ?hello?. ??Go away? came the quick response from insidethe tent: ?Girls not allowed?. Undaunted,Pam replied, ?but I want to come in!? ?It?s asecret club? ?I reallywant to join your. Then she stood up. She left her coffee cup on the table and walked toward the restrooms. She wore a black quilted puffer jacket that came down below her butt (unfortunately), skinny jeans, and mid-calf, tan Uggs with fur. She looked fantastic. I only had a a couple of minutes to act. She was gone, to the restroom, and she would be back soon. So I got up and sat in her seat, across from her friend. “Hi,” I said. “Uh...hi?” She was obviously confused, and I didn’t blame her. “I’m Alex.” I held. I'm paying with plastic." I responded. "I want them here by Monday at the latest." No problem, you'll have them Monday morning, first light." His promise was good so I gave him the card number and told him goodbye.I went in the house and gave the word to the up timers that I had the units coming and that we could start packing the stuff we get in them. I wanted the containers inventoried with manifests for each. I had the idea we could stack them in the new cave and have access with the fork. I’ll show you how much pain a brush can bring.” Drawing further away, Annest muttered her apology, “Sorry mum. I didn't…”“I’ll show you sorry. Get over here I said!” Patience declared. Annest’s body and face showed fear and confusion, “What do you mean to do?” “I MEAN to punish you. Would you rather I sent you to Hudghton?” Now true panic took hold of Annest. The Stewart was the final authority among the servants of Yarmouth Manor. His punishments were cruel and could leave a lasting.