"Put that back! Here, have one from the latest batch!" She lightly slapped my wrist and instantly looked apologetic. I smiled at her, pushed the extra...ted brownie back into the wrap and accepted the still-warm one from her."Umm, walnuts! I love this, Mrs. Keremough." I gave you two kinds in the package. I, I, know I said this many times, but thank you. I don't know how to express..." Mrs. Keremough, no need. I understand. If I needed a reward, Nathan's smile would have been sufficient. I am not. I found a dirt street about five blocks from the courthouse. There were only four small houses, all of them were abandoned. I filed that away for future reference. Sometimes that useless information proved valuable later.I had spent the whole morning on the bike. It was great fun tooling around town on the bike. Kids loved it and I enjoyed the attention. Rather than eat lunch, I went back to the cruiser. Once the bike was loaded into our safe room, I drove home for a nap. Why not I thought, I. If his seed had done well, he was almost guaranteed a sale for next spring. If his seeds had not performed as hoped, he needed to start damage control immediately before some other seed salesman convinced his customers to switch brands. And, of course, he would do the same– stop by those who used his competitors seeds and hope to convince them that his brand could have done better. Such was the life of a traveling seed salesman.An oncoming truck’s headlights created glare on Sam’s dirty. You will wear dresses until I tell you that you can wear yourjeans again. By the way, where are your jeans?" He had forgotten them, and they were at Shelby's. He told his mom thatthey were there and she said that when Shelby brings them back she wouldthink about letting him possibly get back into his jeans. She said if shedidn't bring them back she would keep him in dresses until whenever. There was a knock on the door and it was Shelby. She had an armload ofdresses and a good sized bag.