His dad had remarried a younger and absolutely stunning lady named, Mia. Her skin was tanned, her body was slender yet still curvaceous, and she was q...ick-witted with her tongue. She also had a son, named Gabriel, who was now his step-brother. Gabriel was the typical macho, self-obsessed, Puerto Rican guy. Gabriel was still in school and he loved playing baseball. He was definitely easy on the eyes, and girls constantly flirted with him. Like his mom, he had beautiful brown skin, piercing. ”She went to the kitchen to turn off the stove and then came back to the living room.“Put your shoes on. Let’s go.”I knew exactly where she wanted us to go. I slipped on my shoes, grabbed my fedora, and followed her out the door. On the way, I stopped at the same flower shop that I had two years previous and bought flowers, both from me and from the Spencers. It dawned on me that it was eight days past the anniversary of Birgit’s death — June 10th. I suddenly wished I’d made different. "Does this change anything?" Not yet. Israel isn't aware of our destination. Whatever is going on there is probably better to avoid completely."Gene nodded.Holly motioned to the plate of fruits and cheeses on the table between them. "Eat, Gene. You gotta eat." I'm not hungry." You think you're not hungry, but your body is starving. The pill is burning through your calories faster than normal. You gotta eat to keep the crash from being ten times worse." She cut a slice of a small green fruit and. "I'm always careful." Be more careful." Yes, Dear." I embraced her being careful of her arm. I went into Jenson's old office. I helped my prisoner out of the chair and cuffed him. "We are going to ride out to that farm and clear it out." I don't think he was happy but I really didn't care. We left moments later with Jorgie holding a pistol on the guy. On the way over, I said, "What's your name?" It's Mark Johnson." Well, Johnson, we are going to clear that farm completely. You're going to.