“Shit time?”“Very.”“Rough going through it again?”“Every single time I’ve had to tell it. That, I think, was the hardest. It felt like...I was telling Tina, even though I knew you lot were all being nosey and didn’t know when to leave the room.”“But, Sam,” Rob started.I smiled and continued, “I’m sure she did. You guys mean a lot to me and recently I had been trying to work out when I would tell the three of you and separately Tina. I wish Matt had been here too, but I’m glad I did it with Sam. Actually I take it more as a compliment then a rude gesture. That wouldnt be the first time that happens Melvin. It the first time anyone does it in front of an audience. Honestly I find the nacho cheese sauce on your chin more disturbing. Don't worry. All I need is a ride home for now. Can you help?" she said. "yeah sure" he struggled as it was starting to not make any sense.She fumbled through her purse to look for a mirror. " I dont have any money to give you for gas. But you owe me a tip. Sam hit it next then handed it to me and I took another shot. This time it wasn't near as rough and the taste lingered pleasantly. In the next few minutes Clark, Sam and I took two more sips of whiskey. Just as I realized my head was losing gravity we heard the camp owner calling. Sam capped the bottle and shoved it back into the badger hole and we went to reveal ourselves to old guy so he wouldn't come looking for us. After the lodge owner was satisfied we were safe and nearby he started. “Sorry!”Two SWAT dudes brought their SMGs to bear on me. I leaped up, kicking. Their SMGs went flying out the open side of the car and they staggered against the inside compartment. “Sorry!” I said, grabbing one and smashing his head against the wall – gently as I could while still stunning him. The other had jerked his vibro-knife free. He swung it not at me, but at the strand that connected me to the carrying organ. I yelped and as the organ slithered free, the scrap of gristle squealing as.