"I don't doubt it, but I'm rather tired after last night" he said sarcastically.Marie remained where she was, thoughts of escape kept running through ...er head. She couldn't remain here as a prisoner, she was needed; like he'd said, she'd single handedly killed fourteen men. She too was strategic; when the time was right she'd flee. Soon couldn't be soon enough."So what am I to do all day long?" she asked fuming at the thought."You can read can't you?" he asked bemused."Of course" she answered. She went into the bedroom and slammed the door ignoring me when I tried to apologize and asked her if she was okay. The smart thing to do is to let her calm down a little before I go talk to her, I thought. I waited for about 30 minutes and then entered the ‘killing fields’ of the bedroom. Beth was still pissed and with a death wish showing in her eyes, she started on me as soon as I walked in. I apologized and she reamed me some more. Another apology and more reaming. Then I got mad, I guess. . reblogged?" she asked.So I had to explain how each picture usually had comments about it, and some of those comments were about who had reblogged the picture at some other site. That's how pictures became popular. They got copied all over the place. You saw the same pictures at lots of sites."It's kind of like going viral," I said, artlessly and without thinking. "Those are usually the best pictures."I realized she was staring at me as I said those last words."Sorry," I said,. He leaned back and swung his arm in a haymaker intended to put Danny out forever. Danny stepped back. The punch did some major damage to the air, but nothing to Danny. It did put Chuck off balance.Danny tapped Chuck on the suprascapular nerve. The big guy sank to his knees in slow motion, staying there for a few seconds while the world spun around him. His entire mind started shutting down. He blinked for several seconds trying to get his bearings. He shook his head trying to clear it. It.