He picked me up, spun around and hugged me, chuckling after getting his jab in."You really thought the company would send you groceries? My, aren't we...full of ourselves," he said. I pinched his ass, saying 'Hey, I didn't know, you big turd."He carried me back inside, grabbed his own bag, set me down and closed the door."Now, how did you find the time to get here?" I said as I hugged him again to be sure he was real."Scott, Mr. Wilkens, gave me a train ticket and 3 days off for bailing him out. The driver tipped his hat to Eleanor and said, "Reckon we can get an early start if you're ready ma'am. The Sheriff told me what happened. Climb aboard and I'll get you to Colorado Springs pretty damn quick."Eleanor nodded her thanks, hugged Ethan and Dillon and he helped her into the stage. "If she wants to, Tillie is welcome to come stay with us. The house is plenty big enough and she might want to be with family," Dillon suggested. Eleanor smiled her thanks. Elizabeth kissed Dillon, ruffled. Then we both just stayed silent for a minute, I guess he just didn't know what to say to that."You mean you love me more than a brother?" Randy asked."Yes, I'm sorry I just had to tell you, please don't hate me," I replied.Then he laughed a little."I don't hate you Tiffany, you are my sis, that's best role a lady could get. You even rank higher than the girlfriend, I know I'm single now, but still," Randy said."Could I kiss you?" I asked.Then he kissed me for about 3 seconds."How was that?". I was already wincing. Those shots were my kryptonite. Three of them and I'd be hung over for days. But, so be it. He was my best friend. Time to raise a glass.I sat in my easy chair, looking alternately at my glass of Jack Daniels Single Barrel and then at the envelope in my lap. It was late. I'd done a bunch of research already on my latest project – I had four interns doing a new translation of one of the Dead Sea Scrolls and I was running the project and double-checking their work. Aramaic.