I wonder if Michael blew himself away with a shotgun or something.’ ‘Lots of guys have wondered that,’ Sue replied. ‘But remember the guy who ...ried to hang himself about 50 pages earlier. Michael wouldn’t do anything that stupid, would he? Even over a girl?’ Mikie let out another mouthed curse followed by a mouthed comma and an audible ‘I don’t know.’ He thought for a while. Sue was sure he was thinking about boyfriend-girlfriend relationships and possibly about breakups. She studied his. Sort of a local celebrity. I've seen him personally onceor twice since I've been working on the force, but always far awayfrom town though. He likes to keep to himself." So, about tomorrow," Rosario began. "Just exactly how are we going to'thin out the pack' as you had mentioned?"Grant shrugged as if his thinking were common knowledge. "We'll loadup the ATV's onto the trailer and haul them out to Cleve's. Haul themto where we parked today, then drive the ATV's back as far as we cango. I'll let. We had no food of course and nothing bar the water we carry as wardens, so it was a silent pair that packed up up our traps and as the rain had ceased, and the sun was making like it had never buggered off, we set of homewards with Stan leading, we went along in damp steamy but warm sunlight. Naturally we expected the worse as we plodded along, a worried wife at least, but as we got to the veranda we found the pair scoffing breakfast, and a good full English at that, my old bird saying; “oh I. I am lucky if we have sex once a week”. I knew Stan and he seemed so nice. “But you still look so happy” I said, trying to steer her away for her love life. Frankly I didn’t need to know the intimate details of their love life, or lack thereof. She leaned across the table and whispered “but I have found an alternative”. Now I only knew one alternative. It was 7” long and vibrated. Perhaps she had one too. “Oh” I said “a toy?” I asked. “Better than a toy darling. Anonymous sex”. I didn’t quite.