IT'S LIKE CATCHING SNOW ON YOUR TONGUE"Isn't this great?" Marina said loudly, shouting to be heard over the loud country music playing the rough bar w...ere they went after Bethany's. There was a Garth Brooks song blaring about a beer run or something like that. When they had been newlyweds, they used to go for "slumming bar night" every so often. The Wagon Wheel, were they went after Bethany's, was the sort of overly desperate bar that they would have driven by when they were younger, even on. She entered the barn and her grey mare Melody put her head over the stall door. Callie wasted no time gathering tack and soon had Melody tacked up and ready to go. She led the mare out of the barn and mounted when she saw her ‘father’ running towards her. She wheeled Melody around and urged her into a gallop, her destination was the last thing on her mind. —- Once again Callie was snapped back to reality. She looked up to the sky as she felt the wind pick up, slicing at her. She saw dark. )Yahiko: Go cry all you want!Tsubame: I--I'm sorry... But it really seemed like that.Yahiko: Really... Tsubame: You said you had something to tell me to cheer me up... ?Yahiko: You're so cheerful now I don't need to tell you.Tsubame: You're so mean... Yahiko: Well, you were so low before I'll tell you anyway. Now listen up! The truth is--(The ringing alarm bell stops him. Police officers are running through the streets.)Police: Everyone run! Get out of the city! Hurry!Man: What is it? What's. I’m still a bit tired,” responded Jennifer.“You can never be too tired for a little action. Just make sure you call me Maggie. Aunt makes you sound too young and me too old.”They ordered drinks and were only halfway through them when the waiter brought a second round. “Compliments of the two gentlemen,” he said, pointing to the bar.Aunt and niece looked over to the bar and saw a pair of elderly men smiling at them. The two looked sixty-five if they were a day. Or older. Jennifer said to.