Sam thinks my idea has merit. Let me know. Hell, come over for supper tonight. Pa left a few bottles of wine for the men to drink. I’m not drinking ...ecause of the baby. Tell Hey Pete. Maybe the Indians want to get in on this too. Love. N”Rita showed the note to me. I began to laugh. “What’s funny?”“Nancy’s note. She doesn’t write a note like the refined woman who came here late last summer from a city where herding steers and associating with Indians were the norm. She’s changed and is making. She lightly placed the book atop a stack at the end.It's darker still around the next corner. I had to steady myself along the wall of books with one hand, with the other I stole a good strong choke and pushed it around to find more room.I moved toward the very back of the store. The ceiling was much lower and a single lamp left on the floor shed light down the aisle, books s**ttered about, some in piles as tall as me. From where I stood I could barely make out her figure moving even farther. "I think," he said, speaking carefully to inject as little of his opinion into what he felt was an accurate assessment of the overall situation. " ... that we may be looking at a regime change ... A coup d'état ... Our government may have fallen into some kind of dictatorship or something equally oppressive. And with that will come war."They all sat silently for a few minutes, soaking in the words that he had dared say aloud."War?" Silver said finally, breaking the silence."First one on the. I was flying high on a mega-dose of femininity (and a bit of alcohol) and dearly wanted to share this high with Kim. She had told me when I’d left just to let myself in as she would probably be asleep. When I reached her house I went in trying to be very quiet. She was asleep in a chair next to the door but woke when I closed the door behind me. “How did it go? Tell me all about it,” she said sleepily. I knelt at her feet as ladylike as I could and recounted the evening. The excitement in my.