She went on to tell me that her lawyer friend was going to charge her $500, plus the fine. I told her that it didn’t sound like her friend was doing...her much of a favor. I told her that lunch would be proper payback. She just smiled said, “It’s a start.”The check came, and she paid then we headed for her car. As we got back in her car Demi asked if I had anything scheduled for the afternoon. She said she needed to run an errand. I told her that I didn’t, so it would be fine. She drove us to her. It was from the Rural Development Agency, and he was sure he'd never heard of it before. Probably some conference announcement, he thought, then glanced at the letter. "Don't bother," he told Freda.Freda furrowed her brow, and put the phone down. "What now?" she asked.Jack began to read. "'This agency has reviewed the application submitted last summer to the Farm Home Administration for a grant for development of a storm sewer separation system in Spearfish Lake, and passed along to us by that. You could be even better, but that’s between you and God. Truth be told, I never much liked Robbie, anyway. Welcome to the family, son,” Clark Maxwell shook my hand and even clapped me on the back a little like his own son.“Sam, thank you, seriously. You gave me real hope for both of my daughters. If Deanna could break loose from that Robbie jerk, then perhaps there’s a chance for Erin even now. She doesn’t seem to have much in the way of a love life, but I can only hope that she finds someone. Each was on a call out basis so they didn't just show up.It was now time to get ready for the evening and I was nervous. I don't know why, but I guess I do worry about how people perceive me. Well, no matter, I finished up and headed for the garage.Up to now, Tamara had only seen my SUV and I decided to take the Jag tonight. The S-Type R was a great handling car and I hadn't had it but a month. I tended not to drive it much except for special occasions. I loved it but didn't want to flaunt it.I.