She plopped her butt down beside of me while we were waiting for some skits to begin.She started the conversation. "Hi, I'm Ramona. You're Brad Higgin..., aren't you? I saw you shoot and win last fall. What happened today?" I put my guns up for the winter. I passed my CPA exam six weeks ago and now I'm back to doing a few things I enjoy." That's interesting. Who do you work for?"I named my company as Bascomb's. "I've been doing tax prep and payroll accounts. I just moved into the auditing section. It had been coming for a while,the travel from the flat to Old Hall was starting to become a chore andour studying was increasing at Uni. Babs got a job behind the bar in alocal pub called "The Hole in the Wall" with less hours and a only fiveminute walk away from the flat. After a few weeks Babs got me aninterview with the owner who could have been the Rovers Return's BetLynch's sister."Big Beryl" as she was known was big bosomed, blousy and tough enough torun an inner city pub. She had come. “I wish we were hot and wet!” was all I could think to myself.“Let's get our glasses before they disappear,” Kathy walked over and took a long pull on her full wine glass and I followed and drank half of mine when she turned and said.“ I really need to use the ladies room, would you excuse me for a minute, Jack?”“Of course, beautiful! I’ll be right here with bated breath!” She smiled and turned to go when she saw the line was four women deep to go. Turning back, she had a distressed look on her. She took a deep breath and made a few last minute adjustments as Brad steadied the craft. The on board computer was constantly re-calculating the course of the asteroid. Between them, USA, UK, France and Russia had spent 79 billion dollars developing the top secret probe. Now the Earth waited. The cities around the World were waiting for two people to do their job. New Year Celebrations had been put on hold while the World held their breath. “It’s coming into range Lisa. You’ve got four minutes.