”“The flu doesn’t make you grow antlers, Gina. The flu doesn’t make you so horny you—”The doorbell rang. Peeking through the window, Gina ...nd Kyle saw a group of men in hunting clothes and carrying everything from shotguns to ax handles and pitchforks.They answered the door.“Hey, neighbor,” said the lead hunter. He handed them a flier with a blurry picture of the weremoose and warnings printed under it. “Heard about the moose last night? Me and the boys are getting together a hunting party.. I came to another little town that had a marshal and was able to get rid of everything in a short time. If I hurried, I might still be able to make that skirmish that I was looking for. Once I was safely out of town, I had the robot mule speed up to 15 MPH. I wasn’t going to make the beginning of the fight, but I should be there in time to be of some help.Luckily, I did not see anybody and was able to maintain the 15 MPH speed up until I was close enough to hear the sound of gunfire. I stopped. Sure I said, as we walked to the cleared living room.We were dancing "politely," that is nothing too close, when I noticed one of the men ask Ellen to dance. Looking at me for permission, I nodded, as he took her hand and led her to the dance area.As the song was winding down, Liz asked if I would care for a tour of the place."Thank you," I said and off we went.We had the obligatory tour of the kitchen, den, and spare bedrooms and ended in the master bedroom. Looking at the over sized bed, Liz. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Do I have to explain all my actions?” she said, glancing at me with a raised eyebrow. “No, I thought you might need a hand.” “I have to pee,” she said matter-of-factly, “and I don’t need help with this”. I nodded, watching her unsteady movements. Her graceful gait was completely wiped out by the hip spica cast. She looked nice though, my little broken doll. So painfully fragile, and so mouthy. “What are you staring at?” she asked, looking over her shoulder. .