"I bet you weren't expecting me were you", he said with a grin. I just laughed and introduced my self and John was very surprised that I still told hi... to sit down and join me. I guess he wasn't used to mature white women not minding being seen with a young black man. We sat, had several cups of coffee, and talked. Then a State Trooper came in and announced they were closing down the highway because of the storm. The truck stop we were at was a small one. They did have a small motel next door. He gently rubbed her arms. Over the fire was a large skinned and gutted hare cooking on a makeshift spit. Valerie tried to sit up but the agony made her collapse down again."I didn't mean what I did to you," Jackson apologized."What did you do to me?" I accidently hit your head with my elbow and you went down. There was a Dakin so close I couldn't help but take a step back to slash him with my knife. That's when I hit you. I didn't know it until Atlanta called it to my attention."Though in. The one thing all these papers have in common is a name and these documents and that one name will answer very clearly the question I have already posed for Don Weasley to answer. And, as my wonderful wife has already pointed out, the answer to that question is vital to establishing what is going on here. So, Don can either answer the question or I can table all these documents for us to look at allowing us all to come to our own conclusion ... a very, very definite conclusion.”Don Weasley. ”We heard a key in the door and Stephie quickly sat up, though she was leaning on me and my arm was around her.“Hi! I can go to my room if you guys need some privacy.”“No, that’s OK. Come sit with us,” Stephie said.I got up to make some tea and when we all had cups, we sat in the living room to chat.“Warren seems like a nice guy,” I said.“He does,” Stephie added.“Yeah, I think he is. We’ll see where things go. I’m taking it slow because of past experience.”Stephie giggled, “I’m takin’ it slow.