Their losses never really mounted, because one, or the other would always catch a good drop and make back a bit.The two men were clearly middle-easter.... One was a little over six feet and just under two hundred pounds. He had a runner's body and hawk like features. If it came to blows, I HAD to take him down first, or I wouldn't live long enough to worry about the other one. He was shorter, perhaps five foot seven, built exactly like a fire hydrant, and had no neck, what-so-ever. His arms. And they gave us our wonderful sisters, Bridget and Natalie, which we couldn’t give up for the world.“I don’t know about you guys, but I believe that Daddy, Mom, Aunt Haley, and Aunt Michelle would want us to forgive and love Grandma Jordan. She doesn’t have a long time to live, and she will be reunited with them, anyway. Yes, you did a horrible thing, Grandma, but you’ve had to live with that on your conscience for decades, too. It must have haunted you so much over all that time.“No more. Several police cruisers lined the road, as their former occupants surrounded the house. There was even a live truck from the local TV station set up in Old Man Parker's yard.I tried to maneuver the car to get by all the commotion, to get to him, but an officer stopped me."Miss, you have to go around. We have a situation here and--" That's my house, Officer! My husband!" I interrupted him, my voice a scream. The man looked at me for a second then waved me in. I parked the car and then exited,. Jane was crying. She stared out of the window at the body left lying on the lake side, one could have said it was just sleeping. Well, maybe yes! It all had been only a bad dream, maybe! Jane should have had only to go out and get closer to the beach to see that body’s breast raise and fall following the rhythm of her breath. Feeling the small rounded stones massaging the plan of the feet each step, slowly from the heel to the fingertips, she could have almost counted every single stone. The.