Jackie split off from me once we reached the bottom floor and went to find her sister wives. I went into the living area, and sat at the desk. I place... the deed into the secret compartment that I'd found while checking the desk out. It was big enough for the paper to fit into without me having to fold it any further. Having that bit of business done, I thought about ways to present our good deed to Jesse and his wives. Becca came in and sat on my lap while I was sitting there. Her arms. Minister Stokes was wrapping his sermon up because I could hear Deacon Sinclair start his ‘amen’s’ and the piano player begin to rattle the keys. Coming from California I realized that things can be rather different in the south. For one, the way of living is MUCH slower and it seems as if pork makes everything taste better. And when its time for the preacher to stop preaching, the piano player leaps to the piano, tickles a couple of keys which make the preacher ‘whoop’ and ‘holler’ and if you. She thought it would do me some good to spend a few days in the company of nudists."Marshall gripped the bottom of his pullover. All he had to do was lift it up.Easy.He willed his hands to lift up his top and reveal his naked flesh underneath. They didn't move.Come on. Easy.His therapist, Ms Inari Kitson, watched him dispassionately. It didn't help she was a fine-looking woman, an absolute fox. She could have been a model back in her youth, still could. She had an elegant, almost aristocratic. “Ooh, this is going to be interesting. You’re going to be mayor. And that’s just the beginning. We’re going to do so much for our community.”I smiled, nodding my head. No more leaders messing up our town. I wouldn’t be swayed by a lobbyist working for big business. I would improve my town for everyone living here. The homeless were my pet project. It was how I ended up as mayor. I edited the outgoing mayor, Preston Wright, and the city council to be too altruistic.They had passed an insane.