There was punch and little nibbles on a table, and a band consisting of a guitar, a mandolin, and a fiddle. There was a piano in the corner, but no on... knew how to play it. I was sure Courtney would be sitting in front of it before the night was out. Wilhelm was one of the lucky ones, and I knew he’d be spelling her. They had dressed up as best they could, wearing what Courtney called their ‘company shirts.’ She’d made one for every man on the ranch, bright red, double breasted with brass. The battery on my writing stick never ran out. I, on the other hand, needed a caffeine charge. Five o’clock is too bloody early; I would rather my mornings to start closer to noon.The schedule called for each of our four groups to hit one pick-up point after another until we completed our assigned shopping lists. In addition to explosives and other survival items, each four-person team would buy as many .223 rounds as they could purchase along with at least eight AR-15s.Sheila adjusted her. I can't tell you how much that hurt.I guess it's time to talk about the unhappy part of our marriage. As I mentioned earlier, I didn't know Bob cheated with Jen. If I knew, it would have been all over right then. Jen had told me nothing else happened and I believed her, seeing Bob said the same thing.It was after he entered the insurance business that things seem to change. He worked a lot of late hours. He spent less time with the kids and it was almost like a one parent household. Don't get. “Where is Mom,” She asked one of the maids who was dusting the windows.“She is in the library, Ma’am. She has been waiting for you,” the maid replied.Turning towards me, she said, “Come with me.”I followed her silently, climbing up the staircase and the walking through the hallway until we finally reached a door which mentioned library on its nameplate. Turning the doorknob, Mary opened the door and walked in. I made my way into the same room and closed the door behind me. My gaze fell on a.