.. but she knew what it was like to have to pretend things were fine when they weren't. She did it all the time... that was why a lot of the time she ...ust remained silent, it was easier than pretending!She looked behind her through the back window of the speeding Ford at the trailer that swung along behind them. She wondered what her Mom was doing in there... and hoped she wasn't still crying. Her father had declared that like it or not they all had to go up to "Livingston's" because no one. 'I did just that, managing to clear the table with a highest break of thirty four (three blacks, a blue and a green) before he came over.'Here he comes, now he's going to suggest a wager straight away including the girl but he'll leave the size of the cash bet up to you. Make it two hundred a game and best three out of five, you'll win naturally. Then you'll take advantage with a little party in the manager's private room while I make use of the opportunity to locate where he lives. You just. Please forgive us for the way we treated you.Your loving mother.Andrew handed the latter back and met her eyes. "That's so sad," he said gently.Katrina nodded. What do we do? What can we do?" Certainly not drive a wedge between them."She nodded again."Send her a photo of us and pray for them as she asked." What if Father sees it?" I imagine she'll take good care that he doesn't until she may decide to use it as a persuader." Ouch!" Ouch indeed but she knows better than anyone whether it might. He pondered the situation, wondering where they might be--and then he heard the braying and the snorting of the donkey out in the shed. Naturally, he went to investigate.And John came upon a startling scene.For some minutes, the bemused fellow just stood in the doorway, his eyes glued to the sight, feeling as if his eyeballs were being dragged right out of their sockets--and his cock was threatening to fly right off his crotch, too, like a meaty heat-seeking missile.Was he angry? Hurt? Shocked?.