He stood on a pier, a huge oceanliner behind him; it was taken in 1968 when she and Sandor got off the boat to face their destiny in America. How happ... and vibrant he looked! Margaret blinked back the tears, bit into her lip and put it back to its bedside grave.What would dear, wonderful Sandor think if he knew that at that very moment she lay in bed lonely and anguished... for the want of another man! A man who had given her his love with promises for more, and then carefully avoided her.She. ." Quietly counted softly under his breath. I'd worked with him and a few others from the original tribe on how to count. Once he got much above ten it was hopeless, and zero was a lost cause. However, counting was a start. "Eleven, Twelvfteen, Thirty Seven..." Okay, that's good. Let's take a few out, okay Quietly?" I looked up at his higher perch in the tree. He nodded at me. "Yes, GreatOne."So I sighted in and shot the first one. Long gone were the days of me being a terrible shot. By that. Stopping only inches from her wet hole. My eyes were locked on her every move. And then it happened. I had been so excited and lost in the excitement that I had not realized I was now almost at the edge of the chair. One second I was ok then the next I knew I was falling to the floor as I lost my balance. My eyes glanced at the mirror one last time to see that Karen was now looking towards the family room and could see me in the reflection. My heart sank as I knew I had been caught in the act. Since her appetite was ruined by drink, she told them how happy she was the entire dinner. Victor noticed how adoring she was of her ‘big sister Meredith’. She seemed to move closer and closer to Meredith until finally they were sharing drinks, and dessert.He wasn’t too surprised when she let slip her picking up lesbianism during college. By the end of dinner, she hung onto Meredith heavily with sleepy eyes and twirled her hair.Victor listened to the words but watched her wine slosh onto her.