Because if you don't... everyone in Quiggville, Tennessee is going to hear about you two--starting with my husband!"She swung her purse defiantly over...her shoulder and started to walk out. Lee Quigg stopped her. "Hold on, Sally. L-let's not do anything hasty. As a woman, you have the most to lose if there was any, uh, scandal." Ah, but that's where you're wrong," she smiled like a cat in cream, "because if we don't get the drugstore, Ray and I will simply pull up and move somewhere where no. ." Sure? That would be lovely... thanks, Ms. Carr! You don't know how relieved I am because of your decision" You don't need to thank me, Mrs. Palmer, but this being said, now I will need you to do me a small favor" What kind of favor do you mean?" Well... I think you should do something for me in return of what I did for your son, but you need to cooperate with me" Cooperate? How?"'Well...", I couldn't believe... well, I could when she came after me and put my hand around my waist and go down. By then it was just me and Mom in the house, and she was clueless what I did anymore. I looked at the bedroom door anyway, checking the thumb-twist, before returning to the screen.Something about the machine looked familiar. I propped my chin on my hand and tried to figure out why. I worked at it mentally for five minutes, then off an on as I watched more videos and slowly beat off. I lost interest once I came and turned off the computer. It was bedtime anyway, one of the few things Mom sought. The creaking became splintering as the chair sundered. Mia stood easily despite the more than five hundred pounds of chains draped across her. The chains, no longer anchored by the stout chair, fell from her limbs to pile at her feet. Her eyes tightened in concentration and the modified leg irons that bound her arms slipped loosely from wrists that had shrunk with change. She looked down at the leg irons on her ankles and, even over the din of combat, Tom heard the clicks of locks.