Bryce gives his evidence on getting instructions from the chairman of the Trust Board about consolidating shares, and to dump the shares after William...’ attempt to hold us up for ransom with a ridiculous price. He finishes with a straight forward account of the negotiations and sale.Bryce submits documents to justify all of his actions, including copies of emails and the file notes on phone conversations he made. He’s well in the clear with nothing untoward at this point. It now comes down to. “Uh… sweetheart?”“Mmmm… yes, Daddy?” she replied.“Are you…” he cleared his throat. “Did you take off your shirt?”“Uh-hmm.” She hugged him tighter. “It’s so much warmer this way!”“But, baby,” he objected, “You can’t do that.”“Why not? You’re totally naked, and at least I’m wearing panties.”“But… I’m naked!”“I believe we already covered that factoid, Dad.”“Sweetie, don’t make this hard…” Bill could hear her giggle in the dark. “Speak for yourself, Dad!”“Rebecca! I’m being serious.”“Sorry, Dad.”. With that guess, the supposed surprise was indeed more ammo to add to the collection. What was the point of that? Jimmy mused with a grumble. With that mishap to one side, the cowboys deserved a better surprise, a better reward.Sweat seeping from his pores, the cowboy stared at the man beside him from under his wide-brimmed hat. His hand kept hold of his gun in case any more goons were anywhere in sight, and knowing his luck he was probably right."What are you thinking, Jim?" Shall we go to. Thanks.''Be interesting to see what reaction you get. Do you want a leaflet about it?''Please!'I'd decided that the Trentham Craft Fayre was as good a place as any to show off my work to the general public. It was small and local, ideal for a first showing. It was held on the first Saturday of every month so if it worked out then I could do it regularly. I just hoped that I'd sell something as it would be embarrassing to bring everything back with me.Those intervening weeks were busy ones as I.