" Thanks, Poppy. I'll keep an eye out for the letter. 'Bye."Bill rang Ian and then his mother. Wendy swooped on Theresa's letter when it arrived and h...nded it to Bill when he came off the telephone. He saw Theresa's handwriting and took the letter into the drawing room and closed the door behind him. The letter read:My darling Bill,The specialist has told me that I have an inoperable cranial aneurysm. When it bursts I will die. This could happen in days or years. I am keeping this from you as I. I was caught flatfooted because I NEVER expected to be attacked by a father. Katelin's brothers' attacks were not so surprising as they're just stupid boys really, even though Don is over twenty, but Mr. Eaton's was a complete shock to me. -- "Anyway, it was almost certainly impossible for me to get away, so I stepped to the side and punched him on the side of the head, just like always works with the Eatons. I knocked him out, thank God! Do you want me to keep talking, and tell you what. What the fuck are you doing, you think we can drink a 12 pack of beer in an hour you little shit!” Jill was almost screaming as she climbed out of water and snatched the beer from Rickey. His gaze immediately shifted to Jill’s bikini top and she noticed he was already getting hard. Her evil side immediately took over, “Tanya, Rickey’s little buddy is almost ready”.“Jill, don’t be so mean. He just brought us some beer” I called from the water. I decided the old good cop bad cop would be a good. In commercial real estate, there are only three things that ever matter: location, location and location. Being located right at I-35 in a retail shop would give me that, visibility (in theory) from the highway and accessibility to traveling casual customers and antique collectors between San Antonio and Dallas. Sure, I ought to have set up in one of the antique meccas north of Austin, like Round Rock, but from what I could hear their retail sales were none too healthy at the moment.