‘It’s really late.’ I look up, surprised by the time. ‘Should I go? If you want to sleep…’ ‘How about this: you can sleep here tonight.�...� At the semi-shocked look, he smiles. ‘The couch is pretty comfortable. We can get some blankets and things. Driving home this late at night could be bad. Especially if you’re sleepy.’ I look at the clock again, watching the time tick from 2:04 to 2:05, then nod. ‘I’d like that…thank you…’ I stand up to put the cup in the sink and he takes it from me. ‘Let me. That’s one of the things that Phil is going to discuss with them tomorrow morning.”“So there is a chance we won’t be renewed?” Randi asked. “I mean, no one from the studio has contacted my agent about my contract. My Mom used to handle that for me but I switched to the same company that Brock uses. I talked to Stan Balsam two days ago and he said he hasn’t heard a word yet. It sort of made me wonder if the decision has already been made.”“It hasn’t,” Hailey assured her. “Once we get things. We drove along together quietly, and easily. That night we camped and ate together. Naomi and Nita were glued together, helping each other with everything.I cleaned up the appropriated tack and weapons. The evil doer's pistols were run of the mill, two .36's and two .45's. The rifle was a good quality .30 caliber "squirrel rifle", and the shotgun was a double barrel 12 gauge Greener, very good quality.They only had four things in plenty; whisky, caps, powder and shot.One of the horses was a. “Sorry?” Lizzie exclaimed. “Sorry now I suppose, but not so sorry to stop playing the music when these ladies asked you to stop, nor when we phoned you and told you to stop. Not sorry then but just sorry now. Is that right?” Of course she was right. Ryan and Billy both knew it. They had got carried away. It was such good fun in the tent on a really hot summers evening. They wanted to hear the music so didn’t care about the others. Didn’t care at all. Then. Of course now is different. Now is.