.. at least three or four more days." I... I do not know, my Lady. It would be dangerous..." Which would add spice to the coupling, would it not? And ... know tricks that the village girls have no knowledge of..." I... I will think on it, my Lady. But now I must go." Indeed, Matty, indeed. Until later, then..."Lady Darnell smiled at Matty's broad back as he now followed the rest of his family back down the hill into the village. Perhaps she would not have been smiling quite so widely if she had. "You run that sister out of town, understand me? The other one too," Floyd's glanced at Tina. "She don't look right to me." She looks right to me," Fiddler chuckled and then scowled as Floyd gave him a hard look. "I'll take care of it." Good," Floyd stood up slowly and made his way out of the diner, smiling and nodding at a few people. Like most everyone in the diner that morning, he'd been born and raised in West Abilene, and strangers made him nervous."Prick," Fiddler said under his breath.. For so long she had built herself up to adjust to the pain, and now… Without warning, a second later, she threw herself on to him. Holding him tightly with one arm and beating on his chest with the other. She began screaming something incoherent as she cried into his shirt. He said nothing and made no attempt to stop her from hitting him. What he did instead was wrap his arms around her and squeeze her tightly. He held her for a small eternity, waiting for her to stop crying. It was a long. The crack on the passenger's side started leaking on to the dash, like it always did. Yeah. That's just what I needed, a beat up old truck.It was only fifteen minutes to the trailer park. The whole place turned to mud when it rained. It would have been nice if they at least put down some gravel once in a while. All we needed was a down payment to get out. The trouble was, every time I saved a little, Donna found something to spend it on."I'll pick you up tomorrow, same time." Thanks Marty.".