Dimity was her name, my memory recalled sourly and against my will."Ferguson, the one with the plaid shirt, that rip-snorter. He drummed up a bunch of...local Tories and took 'em out to get killed, 'long with his doxies. Don't think none a'them come back." King's Mountain," I guessed.The man nodded, took a sip and smiled. "Cleaned a heap of bad actors out of this region, he did." Now you said something about a woman?" I asked the white-bearded man as he handed me the jug.He grinned. "I got a gal. She then told me to go to bed. I wanted to talk to my sister about what just happened to me in there, but by that time I was too late. She had gone to bed and the door was shut. I went to my bedroom thinking that was my punishment. Mom closed her door and I closed mine. Then I went to bed.Three months had passed since my sister and I fucked. And that one night my mother had me suck on her huge tits. In that time I had dated and fucked 4 women. My sister had only seen 2 guys. Our mother had been. There was no pain. The whole time I had been with Angel, I had been feeling no pain, just like whenever I dreamed about her. I pulled the suicide note out from my pocket and stared at it, my eyes fixed on the teardrops that she had left when she read it. “I don’t feel any pain…”I walked into the living room and grabbed the lighter above the fireplace. Igniting the small butane torch, I held the flame under the suicide note and then tossed it onto the bed of cold ashes, letting the flames. .can you remember that Susie?" He spoke as ifto a child and I replied as one."Yes Uncle Daniel, I'll try," and I bobbed a little curtsey to him.A couple of minutes later Sarah arrived and gave me big smile and athumbs up. I smiled back weakly and felt my heartbeat quicken up as Isaw Adrienne's car pulling up. She got out and the bridesmaids helpedher gather her skirts then Danny offered his arm and they came to theentrance. This was my big moment, I turned and faced the entrance andthe organ.