I have to admit that we were all close to tears by the end of the song – Woody Guthrie had clearly been a musical genius, and somehow his words and ...usic really hit home how much the ordinary people had suffered in losing their livelihoods and homes to dust and drought when such a deep economic depression was still affecting the whole of the United States. We all went to bed quiet and thoughtful that night.The only major event that we did manage to celebrate as the Six Musketeers was the first. She knew how to scheme, like the slutty little bitch she was. I could kick any of the girl's and about half the guy's asses. We were like the cotton mill mafia.I was a natural high school enforcer, since I had two brothers. In my house it was like, fight for it, or lose what little I had. I loved my brothers and was sad that neither of my brother's had lived as long as I had. They had not even lived to the age I had before the big change.My older brother died in a South American shit hole,. "I looked back at her in disgust. "You fucking slut. You were so much more loving and beautiful when you were heavy. Sure, you have the looks now but lost everything that was good about you. You threw it all away for this piece of trash. You're pathetic! Don't come home tonight or I might do something terrible. Come by tomorrow with your parents. We will talk about our divorce then." Ross, wait, please wait."I kept on going. I headed over to my parents and told them I would be getting divorced;. Plus they had videos of the crimes.”One officer said, “Ma’am I’m the Sgt. here and we will get to the bottom of this and find the others. Do you think your friend will testify in court?”I replied, “I am certain she will. This долбо еб has been torturing her for years and even threatened to kill the daughter he forced upon her.”The Sgt. said, “Are you saying he fathered a child with your friend?”I replied, “He certainly did.”He said, “Good that gives us DNA evidence that we can also use. Ma’am.