Next, he started to pick up the small bag, he was thinking to just pick up in the reverse of the drop order but found that wouldn’t work. He stopped...in front of the massive pack squatted down and studied the straps as to how they hung for a minute. He knew he couldn’t pick it up and swing it around yet, so he slightly loosened the straps, turned his back to the pack. Backing up to the pack he was able to slide his arms in the straps. Grasping the lower straps he pulled them tight. Andrew. You're a wimp, aren't you, Johnny baby," he said."Quite possibly," I said. "And, you're a moron." John—please, can we go home. We need to talk. I mean right now," she said. I was howling inside."No, anything you've got to say to me can be said here in front of my new bud, Charlie." I said."I ain't your bud," Charlie said."Now, now, Charlie. I'm not mad. Only dogs get mad. A little disappointed in myself. I mean I thought I had it pegged that Chloe would send the lot of you home with cases of. Someone inside turned down the TV and Sam heard the door being unlocked. It was a boy about nine years of age."Hello," Sam began. "I'm Deputy Sheriff Sam Wicks..." We didn't do nothin!" the boy exclaimed. "Jimmy!" The boy slammed the door closed in Sam's face. Thinking better of it, he instantly reopened it. "Jimmy," he hollered again.Sam peered through the screen door into the darkened interior. The boy had disappeared from view. In a moment, a larger boy appeared. "Hello," Sam. Come on. Choose your priority. Food, shower or sleep?"I grinned at him then. "Those are the only options?" You are incorrigible, it seems. No wonder you got tied up with them both." Well, you left out drink, sex, and chocolate. And no one tied me up." Chocolate's not a food?" It deserves its own category."He laughed again, took my by the arm and headed down the hallway. "Well listen, I'm not sure I have any chocolate, but that aside, choose." Shower, then sleep?" You got it. Bathroom this.