We finished our meal, paid the bill and told Rita thank you with a nice tip. She smiled and said she hopes to see us again soon. I could feel the ol... men stare at my ass as we walked out the door, I looked back at them over my shoulder and said bye.John and I drove to the hotel and checked in. The lady behind the desk seemed very nice, she took us to our room, opened the door and led us in. She said we looked very nice and would appreciate the nicer of the rooms. We thanked her and asked. In any case, we now had a gracious supply of pemmican and jerky, and more horses than we knew what to do with. We simply released the horses to wander home or to run wild, as the mood struck them. The dead Indians were left to the scavengers.We appeared to be able to overpower as many as 20 Indians if we caught them by surprise when they were sleeping, but I was not sure what we could do with a larger number. Also, it was difficult to estimate our chances against even a dozen Indians if we. She said,”Alright wise guy,what’s the matter with you? Why are you acting weird around me? Why won’t you even talk to ?””I am talking to you right now madam. I have no idea what you are talking about”,I replied.She let out a frustrated sigh and covered her face with her hands.Then she began to sob.I was taken aback,and I immediately went her side and touched her arm gently and I put my arms around her.”Hey, it’s alright. I’m sorry, I just felt a bit bad when you told me to mind my own business.. Are you OK?" It's Grandma" she sobbed. Jason was confused. Why was she upset aboutGrandma now?Grandma had been dead for at least two years. She died on afamily holiday to Majorca, and she had been buried in a beautifulhillside cemetery with little fuss. The only mourners were her friendsand fans from the cabaret bar on the seafront. The trip to Majorca hadbeen arranged as a reunion of her old friends from the supper clubs andnightspots of 70's London, when Grandma had been an up and coming.