I sink five balls and have it easy shot on the nine. Sam bumps me just as I was shooting and I miss badly. Sam says, Oops, sorry Daddy. Dinners ready... Sam scampers off to chuckles around the room. Uncle George quickly makes his shot easily and grabs the cash from the table as we head to dinner. I shake my head chuckling I chased after Samantha as she climbs the stairs I catch her quickly taking Sam into my arms and give her a kiss. She giggles merrily as we finished coming up the stairs.. I’d almost be ready to bet that they are boosting a part of their group so that they’d be able to continue marching. Which makes me wonder why they are in such a hurry - unless they have some deadline to keep. Which is something even more worrying.””““You mean that there might be another group coming from another direction?””““That idea crossed my mind, yes.””““Do you think they should be warned?””““The idea of having a home to come back to would make me very happy.””Leilatha staggered to her. ‘What are you talking about?’ She spun on him. ‘Who? Jesus, Tim, I’ve got pictures of you with them. Pictures going back the last four, five, six months.’ His face went pale. ‘Yeah, hotshot. Pictures of you fucking the chick with the red convertible. Fucking the mechanic’s wife.’ She laughed. ‘Fucking little Jenny’s ass last night.’ His face turned from surprise to shock, so she decided to pour it on even further. ‘Oh yeah, Romeo. All of them. In living color. In the dugout at the little league. "Oh it's ok!" she replied, a big grin on her face."No, really, I should look where Im going, and its totally my fault, don't be sorry" I tried to fish out the most nice sentence but it kinda all blended together."If you say so, butterfingers." she laughed and smiled at me."So, You're new around here? I'm pretty popular and I've never seen you around before" Oh, yeah, I've only been here about two weeks... I don't have many friends..." she said, almost in a depressed voice."Oh woah woah! I'm.