"Christina, go join Tamara and Lena at the restaurant."She tried to take a step but the one that had her arm tightened his grip.As you can guess, I wa... in a situation that called for drastic measures. If I didn't do something, Christina would be in the hands of four men. If I did, someone was going to get hurt. Probably me.I looked past the one in front of me holding Christina's arm and pointed with my right hand, "Cops!"They did what I expected and they looked that direction. I drove my left. At Joe’s gate, the phone chimed again and Ashley smirked at Joe saying, ‘Cuz she doesn’t want to wake her mom! Anyway, she said she’d join us for the thingy at Seymor’s.’ He rolled his eyes at her dig, but said it wasfine for Jill to come, too. Another blazing typing string sent Ashley’s reply and good night to Jill’s phone. After Joe parked the van in the spacious garage, her phone chimed once more, almost as if to have the last word. Joe rolled his eyes, being pleasantly annoyed. He had. I knew how to trap rabbits and found out they were just as damn dumb as chickens. We ate rabbits and stuff from the garden grown wild, planted by Mom, cared for by God. Dad came back, gaunt, bearded, scars on his legs from shackles he said. Did Dad take care of us? We took care of Dad. We did love him and in his way, his very own way, we think he loved us. We knew, somehow, he loved Mom and died, slowly, without her. He loved us but we were not Mom. We had a milk cow and from age six I milked.. I want to be as much yours as you say you are mine."Kristen didn't answer, but she hugged me tightly.I was surprised when Kristen then bent down and picked me up. "You got to carry me through the threshold, Jim. If we're going to be equals, then I'm carrying you over the threshold this time!"Without so much as a grunt, Kristen managed to pick me up, carry me back up the stairs and into our apartment and into the master bedroom. She deposited me on the bed, and with surprising quickness, she got.