They saw the bullet in the back wall just over the bed. They cleaned the blood from the door jamb the best they could for you.”“Thank you, and ple...se thank them.”“Already taken care of. Now, do you feel up to eating?”“Yes, please. After that, if I feel well enough, I need to get up and walk a few steps before sleeping again.”He nodded and left to get me a bowl of soup. He was just walking back into the room with the bowl, when he was swept aside as Hurricane Anna blew into the room and into my. The next morning however the butterflies are in a state of panic.So much so that Ron senses it and makes an offer, "You know we don't have to do this. We could just pack the car and leave. Louisiana is only thirty hours away."But Cheryl while frightened is also resolute and her voice is firm when she replies, "No, I will do this. What I did back then was wrong. I didn't violate any laws but it was still wrong and so stupid. But not telling you before we were married is worse! That is probably. After all, comfortable exile was preferable to being strapped down in a cellar while they beat your testicles to mince with a weighted length of rubber hose. And that was just the start...for someone like him they’d certainly end up giving him what the men jokingly called their ‘electric enema’. A soldering iron pushed right up inside the victim’s rectum before he, or she, was strapped into a chair...then the iron would be turned on and just left there while everyone watched and. "Yes, that it met your requirements," she responded."What requirements?" I asked."You commanded that I have no hair below my neck," she said simply.Wow. Cheryl was definitely taking things literally. I would have to be careful in my instructions."I'm pleased that you are following my instructions, but I meant no hair whose roots were below your neck," I told her. She looked stricken, so I said, "No, Cheryl, I don't blame you. I was not clear on my instructions, and you chose to interpret them.