“Please sit down, Pastor,” I said while shaking my head indicating to my mom that she should not interrupt.“I don’t want to sit down, I want m... women,” demanded the Pastor. He looked somewhat surprised to find himself sitting in the arm chair, very close to me, a moment later.“Mom, please ask Mrs. Howard and Tabi to come down here.”Mom gave me a questioning look before going upstairs to do as I asked. The Pastor and I sat still, me staring at him and him glaring at me.In a few minutes, Mom. The judge won’t care about that, either.’ Donna snorted. ‘Great! I get beat up and nobody does anything to keep it from happening again,’ she said. ‘What’s it going to take to keep Ray from hitting me again?’ ‘If I were you, I’d start with the restraining order,’ Rod told her. ‘Is that going to keep him away from me?’ she asked. Rod looked at her and shook his head. ‘No, but it will mean we’ll be able to arrest him and lock him up again if he violates the order,’ he explained. ‘Usually, judges. " Even some of our tent mates were a little worried after a whole day, dead to the world. I'll tell you about some phone calls you got while you were out of it. Makes for interesting reading, believe me. I had time to type up the conversations while you got your beauty sleep. I think that is why the Colonel wants to talk to us tonight. I understand he's been burning up the wires between here and Florida."We left the tent and hit the latrine after I had put a clean uniform on. As we were walking. I take deep calming breaths and return to my car but I'm too excited to just sit there and wait.I walk across E. 14th and sit on a bus stop bench to wait. I'm not there long before I hear car doors closing and then the car driving away. Before I see her, I hear Tina's spike heels clicking on the sidewalk.She appears, turning the corner, lovely as ever in her nudity, under the street lights. It's late now. The bars have just closed for the night and there's a little more traffic, with the.