‘Me, too,’ I said. She seemed to shake it off. ‘You made his day. Victor’s, I mean, my boy. He couldn’t stop talking about how you made a p...int of giving him the ball.’ She was not beautiful. Not ugly. Just a normal wife with a kid who somehow got good seats at a game once a year–when the local team was out of it and winning or losing didn’t seem to matter anymore. ‘His name is Victor?’ I asked. ‘Yes,’ she said. She paused, seemed to have more to say. ‘Is that why you’re here? Because I. So is there anything else that you and Freddie have neglected to tell me?" Well…" Sam started to say."Ohmigod!" Carly squeaked. "What is it?" The other night when you were at practice. The nub came over with some fried chicken… oh fried chicken." Sam!"Sam took a deep breath. "Freddie and I slept together."Carly stared at Sam."Carls. Say something." Oh. I see." I only kept that a secret for two days," Sam said, trying to ease the tension."I can't believe that you and Freddie slept together!". . how's it goin'?" he typed."Oh, hi Rex, what's up?" Sandy typed.And he told her his proposition."Oh... I don't know about that, Rex. I don't think I'm qualified. I haven't been in the coven long enough and besides I think Rita is doing a great job. It would hurt her if I took over."Well, think about it, ok Hon?" he said and then they chatted for a little while more and then he signed off.Sandy had a lot to do. She had made up her mind to leave her husband and was busy getting her things. Jason hated to harm the horses, but this was no time to quibble. Scratch two men and two horses, though Jason did need to shoot one of the horses with his pistol to put it out of its misery. The horse was going to die, anyway, there was just no point in prolonging its suffering.Jason picked up another two horses and dispatched those that were not going to live. He and Hector stripped the cowboys of anything useful and left them for the Bar B Bar riders to find when they came looking for their.