.Sometimes that memory bothered Lissa, but usually she looked back on it with fondness. She didn't think she was in danger of ever becoming a full les...ian, though admittedly she had now been involved in two such incidents. But she remembered how nice Rachael had been, how gentle and understanding. It hadn't been anywhere near as unpleasant as she had expected.When they finally pulled into the parking lot for the apartment complex several hours later, Lissa felt relief. The trip had been long,. The first cutting of grass in front of the cabin not only needed to be done but became urgent. It helped keep their minds busy and away from the sadness of death and the horrors of destruction.In spots where chicken manure had been spread out, the grass was a lush deep green and knee high. Sally brought up the grass hook that Clark got from the hardware store. It was way more efficient and less tiresome than using the sickle.With the clearing cut, Fifi and Trish enjoyed their wide open. Of course I was joking, Amanda. I've been watching how you teach these folks, and whether you can beat me up or not, you're a hell of a lot better instructor than I am. If you want to spar a few rounds, we can do that, but I don't worry about whether my friends can kick my ass - I just want all of us to be able to kick the bad guys asses." Guy humor!" Amanda shook her head in disgust. "Will men never grow up?" God, I hope not!" I laughed, taking her arm. "Come on, Number Two, we have other work. He had a pretty big shit-eating grin on his face, so he may have been telling him about more than just the car. They both looked my way and nodded, then Chuck jumped into his tow truck and pulled out of the parking lot, honking and waving to me as he pulled onto the main road and drove away.Mr. Parsons came over to me and we discussed my car situation while he poured me a cup of coffee. He was an older guy….maybe early 50’s….but nice looking and in decent shape. He said that, if I wanted, I.