Had he wanted to kill her, she would have let him.”“But he didn’t?”“No.”When she felt the sword, it was not the blade that struck her neck... but the hilt that touched her hand. She opened her eyes and looked at him, but she did not take it, leaving him clumsily holding it by the blade, his hands red from the blood he had not spilled. She turned to the dead, and from one of them took a sword that was better than his, and also a dagger. One of the dead was a woman — she took her boots, stripped. ‘So, how do you want to do this? Will we take the wagon or just a couple of pack horses?’ Grandpa replied, ‘I think it might be faster if we’re all mounted and just take a couple pack horses with us. That way we won’t have to stick to any roads like we would have to with a wagon because some places around here the trees are awful thick. We might not be able to carry as much but at least we won’t need to worry about the wagon making it through the bush.’ ‘You’re probably right. We can always. After that it would pretty well be time to go home.The thought of going home had an unexpected effect on Tom. He found himself feeling quite disappointed at the prospect of leaving this wonderful place. This feeling was completely at odds to what he had been feeling just yesterday when his mother had first dared to tell him of their plans. At that point he had been just so dead against the whole idea but within the space of less than twenty four hours Tom knew he had done a full 180 degree. That 6 hr till closing time was like 10 days but finally about 11:45 she shows up and waits for closing time and now the lights go off and they close all the games and rides. And we walk to my truck and talking she tells me about this place that is open dance so I take her to her car and I follow her to her house and I park my truck and off we go dancing walk in to the club and they have a live dj and she is rocking the place with old jams from the 70’s 80’s and 90’s and not playing one thing.