He worked harder and better than any other man I ever saw. He even had a passable baritone voice. It sounded great when he and Ma would harmonize at c...urch sometimes. Oh, I could go on for a long time telling of my Pa's many abilities and achievements. He did have one shortcoming though, he could not cook. I believe whoever said, "He can't boil water without burning it," was talking about my father. My Pa was the poster child for such a saying.Ma always shooed him out of the kitchen every time. I grabbed the woman by the elbow and haunch, lifted her clear of the floor and tossed all ten stone of her at the seated officer and then smashed the door back against the man hiding behind it. He dropped his musket and grabbed at his crushed nose with both hands so I picked up his weapon and hit him low in the stomach with its butt. He groaned and fell to his knees while I flipped the big rifle around and got the bayonet pointed at the tangle of arms, legs, petticoats, boots and wigs on the. “Hey, you know what would be fun?” I asked her.“What?” she responded excitedly.“Let’s try out for the cheer team!”“Oh my gosh that would be so much fun! You would look so hot in a cheer uniform.” “Oh really?” I said with a sexy smile on my face. “Well then I have a surprise for you. Sit on my bed and close your eyes while I get it out.”I went over and opened my closet, pulled out my old cheerleading Halloween costume, and I put it on. What I didn’t put on was panties or a bra. We never wore. It sounded deafeningly loud after the silence they had been sitting in. He squinted as he turned on the lights, illuminating their surroundings brightly. He drove the car back onto the highway and, speeding up to seventy-five miles an hour again, set the speed control and relaxed.After ten minutes of driving, Tanya quietly cooed, “Fraa-aank.”“Hmm?” he answered, knowing what she was going to say.“They’re baa-aack...” they both said it together, imitating the little girl in the Poltergeist.