Luckily, the local gunsmith had four S&W .44-40s, used, but in good condition. I took those and a .44-40 Winchester for him. We loaded up on ammunitio... while we were about it, and I asked my friend to make up a set of holsters and a crossdraw rig for Joe. He was proud as a peacock by the time we were ready to leave Tucson. On top of everything else, Joe had graduated to one-hand shooting. By now, his wrist was strong enough to handle the pounding from that .44-40. I found out later that Joe had. So, no. fuck her and the shit head guitarist. Pity, because he is a good guitarist. So that’s it, and here I sit before you a broken man.”She kissed his cheek, then turned to face her, and she kissed him on the lips and hugged him.Jayjay asked Stella for another scotch, and she said, “I’ll get you a coffee. When the band has finished if you come back in here, I’ll cook you something decent, and not some greasy hamburger or pizza you were probably going to have.”“Thanks, Stella, always looking. "Ray and Jane went to the bedroom to find in furnished inpink from the wall paint to the rug. The room alsocontained a twin-canopied bed, a dresser with a make upmirror, a pink with heart decorated trashcan, and a closetfull of girl clothes."You sure we're not in someone else's house?" Tom asked. Heflipped over the name sign on the door. While it said Tommyon one side, it said Tammy on the other."I guess we showed up a little early." Ray said. "Allclothes bought in the community stores are only. I had to see where you were going. Were you leaving? Was that the last glimpse of you I would get? I followed after you and saw you go back into the Zumba room. No one was in there ad the lights were off. What the HELL were you up to?I walked to the room. I was nervous but knew you had noticed me noticing you. I had to at least say hello. I struggled for the courage and walked into the room. I nearly fell on the fucking floor. You were laid back on a spare weight bench in the room. .