"I know it's supposed to be bad luck for you to see the bride before the wedding Annie, but hey, you just fucked her. How much bad luck is that?" Lena...giggled and came in to my arms we kissed and cuddled, it felt so wonderful, I was on a natural high. I held her at arms length and looked at her, yep, no doubt about it, she was the one all right. "Come on then baby, let's get to the church and let's get married." Lena suddenly looked a little sad,"What's wrong honey, not having second thoughts?". Walking through the remains of the camp after the soldiers left, he made a sacred vow of vengeance. No Anglo would be safe from his wrath.Eventually he found five men to lead, and he turned to a life of raiding small groups of settlers, farmers, and ranchers. Anglos mostly, with the odd Apache camp or turncoat Mexicans living in Texas or the New Mexico Territory. Robbing, kidnapping, murdering, and plundering became his new way of life. One he exulted in. The captives were sold to the Comanche. I let Sean have my deer rifle and sold my other firearms. Every time I even thought about it, I’d remember that I wasn’t there when Shirley was stricken, that I never got a chance to tell her goodbye or tell her one more time how much I loved her. It probably wouldn’t have made a difference, but my guilt still does funny things to me. The tradeoff was that I started doing far more fishing than I ever did before. I live in the South, where the freshwater fishing is magnificent and there are. “No,” he said slowly. “Not yet. I’ll let you know. Okay?”I nodded. “Thanks Dad.”“Be a good friend to her. Don’t tell anyone else at school unless she asks you to, and gives you permission to do so. Do not even hint at it, even to anyone else who appears to be a close friend of hers. If she wants to talk, let her. Do not tell her it’ll be all right. I hope it will be, but it might all go pear-shaped. Do tell her it’s not her fault. Don’t force her to speak about it, let her do all the driving..