’ A hard-faced woman put her arm through the man’s arm and spoke sharply, ‘Harmon.’ ‘Just a moment, Jean. She tripped over me. Let me get he... to a chair.’ Gail looked from the woman to the man, ‘Harmon? Harmon, are you Harmon Bayer?’ He nodded and put his arm around her, while Gail limped to a chair against the wall then gratefully sank down to the seat. ‘I have a …’ ‘Harmon,’ the blonde woman he had called Jean interrupted, speaking harshly, as Gail grabbed his hand. ‘Wait,’ Gail said. ‘I. "This was a good idea, Ruthie," the older girl said with a warm smile. "Nice and cozy." Impulsively, she leaned over then and gave her sister a quick kiss on the cheek before settling down to try to get to sleep.Ruth gasped softly in surprise at the affectionate kiss, one hand rising to touch the spot where the other girl's lips had so briefly brushed. Her emotions were surging, but she kept her hands to herself just as she'd promised despite the nearly overwhelming temptation to do otherwise.. ." I felt the emotions well up within me in the moment. I guessSam noticed it when she leaned over and grabbed me in a tight hug. Whileit hurt slightly with my muscles being as sore as they were, it felt muchbetter to have her hug me. I could deal with my muscle ache.She whispered in my ear, "Jordan... The last couple of days, especiallytoday I realized something... I don't want you in my life... I needyou... I need my best friend Jordan..."I nodded and whimpered in her grasp, "I need my best. That's when the cop flashed his lights at me and waved me over.Crap.Hoping to make it quick, I checked for traffic, and then rode across the road and into the church parking lot. As I approached the SUV, however, he began backing up, still waving me forward. He only stopped when he was against the back fence, beneath the shadows of the trees overhead. It was a little creepy there, right next to the graveyard, and definitely more secluded than I felt comfortable with. All I could do was hope.