That's a promise."He went to her and she said, "It's my right side. He shot me through the car."We got to the next man. He didn't move and I removed a...knife. "If you try anything, you will be the third to die. It won't be hard. I've killed a lot of you murderous bastards tonight. A few more will not bother me." I spoke loud enough that all could hear me. Ted had come out and began at the front and was using handcuffs. All were frisked and brought inside my house. Lisa handed the woman a towel. " Probably, as long as you don't overdue it." I thought I'd do some light woodworking. I have an idea for a wooden medallion." 'Wooden medallion, ' that sounds like it's contradictory." What else would you call a wooden disk that's meant to be worn around your neck?" Eliphino."I eased my way to my room to put on some old clothes and limped to the basement. Mom said, "Be careful," as I descended."I won't be doing anything that can cut off a hand. Maybe a finger." Smartass."I went into Dad's. I’d been working in the library that Saturday. We were open to the public between nine and five and after we closed, I’d had to do a few jobs: stacking shelves, completing a return to the council, shit like that. I got home and showered while Eleanor was dressing. When I emerged from the bathroom, she called me from the sitting room. She was sitting in her favourite leather armchair, dressed in black trousers with a white tuxedo over a crisp white shirt, a red bow tie at her throat.“You’re. You're probably right," I replied in the vain hope that by agreeing with her I'd shut her up."Besides, think of the fun we can have down here, swimming, boating, tramping through the woods, all stuff you love doing ... or used to," she added."I suppose," I replied."And Aroha will be here and I know she likes you," Tracey giggled."She's OK," I replied, thinking that actually Aroha wasn't bad at all, a part Maori girl with a lovely figure courtesy of her Pakeha (not Maori, usually European).