My man and I will make sure that no one bothers you again. We’ve taken care of those galoots just fine.”Her tears slowed, then stopped. She finall... elicited a small smile from the redhead as they talked.“What are you doing? Why aren’t you looking for the bank’s money? I agreed to your extortion and you just sit there with those, those women. Get your priorities straight, Man. Find my money, I mean, the bank, the bank’s money.”Clint just looked at the pitiful man, giving him a stare that the. “Now, you guys get together for a group shot,” I said.They all squeezed together and put their arms around one another, and I took a few of them grinning from ear to ear while giving me the peace sign and then the finger.“Let's moon him!” suggested Ford.“Yeah, let's!” Nick agreed, and they turned around, pulled their suits past their cheeks, and stuck them out a little.I couldn't help but giggle a little and took the picture—it was all in good fun.“How about some sunshine?” Nick then. As always, she changed quickly, slipping into over sized sweats and gym shoes. One last time, she ran her hands through the silky fabric of the dress, admiring the way it shined as the overhead light reflected from it. A gentle high still ran through her. Dancing was her deepest secret, almost a guilty pleasure. Tossing her book bag over her shoulder, she hung the dress on a corner of a locker and started out toward the back hall way. The truth was that she had probably already missed the last. You can pick it up whenever you like."Darren smiled his thanks and asked for directions to the Garden.He paused at the entrance to the Garden and looked around. He could see her sitting on a bench under a dogwood tree. His breath caught momentarily as he gazed at her. She was so beautiful. Her white wedding gown accentuated her soft curves. He could almost see her face through the veil. Her crossed legs were covered by nearly sheer white hose. He watched mesmerized as her shoe dangled off her.