"My lips are sealed," Jordan replied.Angela walked to the doorway again, "Well if you need anything, I'll bein the much smaller office next to yours. ...on't hesitate to yell over,"Angela said as she walked out that door."Thanks," Jordan replied.Jordan sat down at the desk and opened the binder that Angela left forhim. He started to flip through some of the pages.He looked at some of the numbers and compared them to the numbers thathis old company used to produce. Of course a larger company like. He got a big'un while dancing with her, and was sure she had to feel it prodding her belly on at least one occasion. She didn't do anything out of the ordinary; it just seemed loaded differently that night. On top of that Diane had been acting a little strange all day. He couldn't put his finger on what was different, but something didn't click.The four gathered in Don's room again that night. And as on the night before, Joe was bartender and soon had both women feeling no pain. Just after 1:30. Winnie smiled through lunch and I suspected eating as a family was a positive change for her. Colleen caught me staring and nodded in agreement. We were getting more and more tuned in to each other, and catching on to each other's thoughts. It was comforting, and pleasing at the same time.The girls wanted to rest. Winnie wanted to talk to me, and Mr. Bell had things to do in his home office, so Winnie and I headed to the club. Mr. Bell walked into his new home office, Millie excused herself to. The last few months, I been tending the hillside corn squeeze still for the family since Billy Bob is off shooting communists. We got lots more of the stuff now since he ain't around to do all his "sampling" of the moonshine. I go to do the sampling now but make sure I chew up a little cornbread to keep from getting bamboozled. I let that squirrelly Sampson McGee get me cross-eyed with some polluted punch at the last school dance and he got all rambunctious with my personal female goodies.