There was a brief exchange of pleasantries, and then still smiling like I was passing on holiday cheer, I leaned in close and said into his ear, "I ju...t want you to know that if you weren't married, I'd fuck the shit out of you." He laughed, thoroughly shocked and doubtlessly amused, and thanked me. I said good night and headed out, giggling to myself. Monday morning came, and to ensure that there was to be no awkwardness, I made a point of giving him a rather flirty good morning greeting,. The preacher man was not destined to return to their fold because he was on one of those ferry flatboats that was caught up in the swollen river rushing muddy waters with their anchoring rope all ripped up in the raging torrent.The thing was loaded with men and horses and even a small wagon with a settler wife and some small children of unknown ages and close enough features to be the seed of the same parents.Fortunately, the three children survived but not the mother and the preacher went down. The men saw that following the bear at this time was not a very good idea. Two-Spirits called on the radio and let me know what had happened.I told everyone she told me. When I saw two trucks coming up the road. I asked Two Spirits what the trucks looked like; she described the two trucks pulling up to the house. I told Brenda to lock the door and grab some weapons. Michelle just happen to be outside when they drove up and before I could do anything to warn her or stop the scavengers from. I mean; how stupid can a bloke be? The answer is right here on the other side of the keypad of my laptop. Here it stupidity in all its glory.The result was a forgone conclusion and I had no chance at all. By the way reader, I should say that I am not ugly by any means. That isn’t a boast on my part, please believe that. I was a reasonably good looking guy, slender and clear skinned with good hair. But, I may as well have been Quasimodo. In fact, he might have even scored before me.So, I.