I moved my hand to her lap and covered her clinched hands with mine, squeezing gently." ... I realized that you love me more ... more deeply, more com...letely, than he ever did..."I held her as she cried. Wilson rolled down the privacy divider to announce that we had arrived. I shook my head, trying to indicate that he should just keep driving. Thank goodness Wilson was very perceptive and kept going.Finally, she sat up, drying her eyes. Then pulling down a visor, she studied herself in the. "That's right," Josie insisted. "I've put a lot of work into you,Girlie, and I want everyone to se how pretty you turned out!"I lowered my eyes meekly. I had no choice, really, and everyone thereknew it."All-- All right, Miss Josie,' I said, "What will you have me do?"Oh! What she had me do! Miss Josie was suddenly a whirlwind of activity,whispering instructions to some of her friends, directing others to makephone calls, checking stock - - finally she turned to me."All right, Little Missie,". Not really. In fact, seeing it there like that, made him feel pleased that he had wasted it's potential like that. He knew his parents wouldn't have shared that feeling, but if they were holding out for him to make them grandparents...they'd be waiting forever; because he had no intentions of ever bringing about another baby, another Caucasian baby especially! Not him. Not ever!That was why he enjoyed these interracial videos so much, though his parents knew nothing of their son's predilections. The quick draw shoulder holster that held the backup Colt, also in 44-40 caliber, was under his vest. Uncertain about the future, Clint wanted to be ready.“Wow!” Janie exclaimed. “How long did it take to put that hat band together? I’m guessing that those are real.”“Yes, they’re real,” Clint replied. “I took a few years making this. I bought coins one or two at a time as the money came available. Got them from the Gold Exchange in Liberal when I could.”“Well, I guess I’m as ready as I’ll ever.