Morgan's eyes darted to him, then to the bag, and back to him before she cleared her throat and asked, "What's that?" "Coffee and a few bagels,“ he ...aid. “I thought you'd be hungry and we both like coffee first thing in the morning. I've been to the cafe to grab us something.” Morgan’s sense of disbelief at his actions made her angry and she blurted, ”Why are you still here?"Shock spread across his face but the look switched to concern as he put the pieces together. "Did you think I’d left? Is. I miscounted, and took a round in my arm because of it." Oh," the woman exclaimed. She hadn't noticed until he mentioned it. She handed her rifle to the older boy and hurried over to Bob. With concern on her face, she examined his wound. She discovered it was a clean 'through and through', with an entrance and exit wound. It had missed the bone. This was a good thing. Unfortunately, the house was now fully enveloped in flames. It would be a total loss. Bob inhaled her essence as she fussed over. I still can’t go gambling, but I don’t have an interest in that anyway. I do suggest that you depart separately from David and myself. Those following us will be able to confirm we departed by plane. I recommend Laura and her parents decide to caravan to your new home in Nevada after dinner. I see no point in you returning to your previous home. Let the media crowd waiting there find you don’t live there anymore long after you have departed. I suggest you slip out the rear exit designed to let. So what’s the plan?” I said excitedly. I had a million different scenarios going through my mind, hoping each and every one of them were moments from coming true. “Well I’m not supposed to be in today, and neither are you, so we have the room all to ourselves” she said with a wink. Then we had another kiss, this time I had enough brain power to move my arms. I glided them down her back and onto her cheeks, they felt as firm as they looked; I squeezed them, pinching them slightly. I then began.