”“Things bad are they?” Mandy asked her fingers now not pressing quite so firmly.“No changes really I still hardly ever see him.”“How do y...u mean?”“Well he works such murderous hours he doesn’t have much time for me or anything else really?”Mandy got what she meant.“You mean in the bedroom do you?”“Yes that side of our marriage has been hopeless for ages.”“Oh dear, luv, that must be awful.”“Yes it is and I just wish it could be as it used to be,” Sara went on feeling able to tell her wonderful. We figured that there wuz no way we'd be able ta return the money, soz we agreed ta divide it up, half an' half, between us an' Jeb's family. That wuz a shit pot full of money, enough soz none of us would ever have ta work, again, ifen we didn't want ta. That wuz really true fer us when I figured in the nearly $4,000 in sausage profits we had salted away in various hidin' places.The real problem wuz what ta do with the jewelry an' gold an' silver plates an' stuff we had. We'd look it over. Despite whoever found it nice or dull, that wasn’t the focus of the year. This year, the senior year, was supposed to be the best year ever. Everyone was finally starting their young adult habits and finding out what they liked or didn’t like in a lot of senses of the words. Now there were several amazing things that were supposed to happen senior year, valentine's day was supposed to be a whole new level of exciting, not to mention the girls' choice dance, the various sports events, and most. If you weren’t flirting with them old white dudes you would have heard me telling Wanda about him, but when he gets back I will introduce you .”Trey was back within a few seconds, smiling and taking the bags from Dana.Amanda put her hand on his shoulder and stated in a tone that was slightly provocative. “Hey Boo, Dana here thinks I should introduce you to her.”Trey tilted his head in a greeting, not waiting for Amanda to do the formalities. “Hi, Dana. My name’s Montrey. Nice meeting you,.