”‎‎”Sounds reasonable so whats on the menu?” I asked.‎‎”Lila’s famous Mac and Cheese. It’s the one thing the shelter is famous for...doing right,” Sandra said.‎‎”I won’t tell a soul,” I admitted.‎I finished the day without falling asleep, so I figure I had done good. I drove home with the window in the Soul wide open to keep me awake. When I got home I went directly to bed.‎There was a knock on my door at 7PM. “Hold on I’m coming,” I said as I stopped to slip on my jeans.‎‎”Gee, it took you long. Coming into the parking lot she felt like she was being watched. Focusing on the feeling she saw two men in a Ford Focus tracking her across the lot. In her mind's eye she saw them draw their guns and get out. They planned to shoot her while her back was turned. The image of bullets hitting her was obviously from their minds. In theirs she would be heavily wounded at the very least before they finished her off.Obviously neither knew of her Harreden heritage, or at least the fact that bullets. Tomorrow was game-night, meaning the day would be full of practice and warm-ups. Beth loved volleyball. When she was out there on the court, she felt like there was nothing else in the world but her, her teammates, her opponents, the net, and the ball. Everything else just faded into a muted background. But it never stayed there. Volleyball didn't delete the endless stream of e-mails, and it didn't write her papers for her. After the game, those things would still be waiting for her. Hence,. “You are very welcome to use it if you want.” Sandra stood and thought about it for a few moments. “If I take you up on the offer you won’t take it the wrong way will you?” she asked him. “I mean it’s not an invitation.......” “Look,” he interrupted. “It’s easy to see that you are not that sort of woman. You can use the room and I will stay well out of the way in the bar.” She smiled. “Thanks,” she said turning to go to the next aisle. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” he said. Sandra.