The men stopped and drew clubs and knives as they noticed us on our scooters off to one side of their trap. One of the men dropped his noise maker and...approached us while holding his club in his hand as if he were prepared to fight. "What are you doing here? This is our meat, and we are not going to share it with anybody!"I happened to be close to him. I dismounted and walked toward him with both hands up and open so that he could see that I held no weapon. I had forgotten my camouflage fibers,. "Nancy shook her head. "I don't believe in going against a child'sparents." Stuff and nonsense. If their parents won't sign, then they are in thewrong, and the children must be shown that. Perhaps the tykes can evenpersuade their parents that the right thing is for them to sign it." Who's to say that it _is_ right? I'm not so sure that we shouldn'tleave well enough alone. Mr. O'Toole seems to be doing as well as Iwould expect the reverend to do."The older woman gasped. "Are... are you. When he smelled almond shampoo, he looked disappointed. ‘Okay, you can go,’ he sighed. You know what pisses these bastards off? If you then take a looooooong time to pack your bag. They can’t use that station. I neatly folded every damned piece of clothing in there. ‘Could you hurry it up please?’ ‘Sure!’ I said, with my biggest smile. I was hurting myself as much as I was annoying him, because Martin was out there. We had made eye contact, so he would be wondering why I wasn’t coming through. "I do not want you to follow me out to my truck. I think it is best we say our good-bye here.” He left closing the door behind him.She walked back into the den. Then stood in the middle of the room with her fist clenched tightly screaming, "God-damn--it," repeatedly! Her sister rushed into the room, held her close, and told her to stop. She looked into her sister's eyes. "What in the fuck is wrong with that man? It was as if Bryan did not love me at all. Oh god, how could I have been so stupid.