He took the seat next to beth who immediately turned to face him, glancing back at me looking me straight in the eye and with a coy smile she said "co...ld you take this please honey?" Handed me her drink, I took it and set it down next to mine.She moved up closer to him, they put arms around each other and embraced, kissing, slowly and with meaning, I noticed his hand on her back, the fingers gnarled and a little bent with the effects of arthritis, his wedding ring he still wore, these old hands. Four hundred sixty-five thousand, and ten years after that? ... a buck and a quarter shy of a million.By 1930? ... one and a half million ... they built cars. Predominately poor southern white trash making so much money ... they bought yards full of pink flamingoes and called it class. Detroit had more country and western playing bands than Nashville ... and the bars to play it in. And it was bright lights, big city ... why, son ... this here's the biggest hick town in these here United. ‘Put it on speaker.’ ‘Hello?’ ‘Nathan! How are you?’ ‘Fine why?’ ‘We have someone here who would like to talk to you. Hold on a moment.’ Chance began making muffled protesting sounds. Stubbornly I remained silent. The twin standing beside us came as close to me as he could get and whispered in my ear. ‘Scream. Never mind the gag she will hear you.’ He hissed. I remained silent. He rammed his fist into my side. I screamed and gurgled in pain. He grinned. ‘Who is that? What have you done Sam?’. Watching his wife for longer than he needed to Nathan smiled as he realized he was suddenly really looking forward to their next night together. It had already been two nights. Tonight or tomorrow would probably be the next time they would do something.Nathan had looked around the house and did some light cleaning.As small as it was it didn't take more than a few hours at best to have it presentable. After opening some windows to air it out, the cleaning seemed to go pretty quick.During his.