Outside on the porch, her shirt open, her jeans not yet snapped, but clinging to the swell of her hips, she looked around. There was still plenty of t...me before her father came home. In her exuberance, she stumbled down the stairs, heading for the small stable. Champion, her father's quarter horse, and her pony, Brownie, were kept there.A lewd smile cracked her face as she stepped out of the sun into the cool stable. she went over to her father's horse and patted his nose. "Mmmmmm, Champion, I. ..”Message from the QueenIt was inevitable.To the citizens of the United States of America from Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II.In light of your failure to nominate competent candidates for President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately.Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (except North Dakota, which she does not. ’ ‘Probably got distracted. Doesn’t take much with him,’ Devon said with a grin, as he plugged in his keyboard. It was the newest of all the equipment, a birthday gift from his grandparents in Texas. ‘Are you still working on that story?’ Dalton asked me. I nodded. ‘Yeah. I think this one’s going to be the longest one I’ve written.’ ‘How’s that?’ ‘I don’t know. The more I right, the more it seems to write itself. I’m having trouble describing how the girl feels, though.’ ‘That would be a. “Oh, that’s terrible!” said Wendy, but her composure wavered.“That can’t be a coincidence, right?”“Oh! I was on a trip with my family Sunday, I told you.”“I called your mother and asked casually how her day had been Sunday, and she said it had been fine, that you had taken the car to go do some shopping.”“You’ve been checking up on me?” said Wendy hotly.“You’re lying to me?” said Danny. They glared at each other for a moment. “I thought the story was such an incredible coincidence I thought it.