Joe clucked to the horses, and they started off around the house and down the driveway. The gates at its end opened as we approached them and closed b...hind us with a click as they locked.We were about half way down Plantation Lane before we could see any details of the work in progress. Grace took in a sudden breath when she got a good look at the animals, machines, men, and the work going on.“Where did all of this come from? I don’t remember seeing those types of machines around Statesboro. The sound of Aunt Paula’s voice instantly filled my room. ‘If I was twenty years younger I wouldn’t be sitting here talking to you but up stairs shagging the face off of your Danny.’ I started to breath slowly frightened that they would know that I was there. ‘Why, isn’t Bob doing it for you anymore?’ Mom teased. There was a moment’s silence. ‘Bob still does it for me, but, what we used to do all night now takes all night.’ Mom erupted in laughter. ‘So, then tell me little sis, is your sex life. "Foron frowned. "I don't understand." Stage an attack. Or an act of sabotage." Against our own soldiers?" Yes. Then we can respond to this outrageous act and pursue them across the border. We pick our first target as one that is moderately defended, so we can claim that is where they retreated to."Foron looked distressed. "Lord General, I am not at all sure about this." You worry too much," said Rithas with a small smile. "It will work. And we can get on with the incursion as originally. ”“Hello, Detective Banks.”“Hi, Sir.”“You guys did a great job on that truck.”“Thanks.”“My dad had one of those. I have real good memories of riding around in it as a kid.”“We’ve had a couple of people say that to us.”“Remember, this is truck country. Lots of folks had trucks just like this. Of course they and their children will have good memories of them.”“That’s a good point.”“By the way, I was talking to one of the guys on the first aid squad. He was telling me a story about a call they had.