They even reported, "Through the heroic efforts of Arthur Sherwood, a local photographer, eight girls were rescued from who knows what despicable tort...re they would endure at the hands of their captors."They went on to report that one of the three perpetrators who was arrested made a deal and gave up the whole network of sex slave trade resulting in over fifty arrests and seventy-three more girls rescued statewide. Everything considered, I felt it was indeed a good day.I turned the TV off and. Michael, being a typical American farm boy, reached under the seat where his grandfather kept his old Army issue .45 and quietly walked to within 30 feet of the boys. He fired two shots into the ground near the boys. The surprise of the boys almost caused them to shit their pants. Michael told them to sit on the ground and not to make any sudden moves. The one who seemed to be the leader started to bluster until Michael shot the ball cap off his head. Michael told him that he could have just as. And I had reason to believe that the nuzzling wouldn't have been exactly unwelcome, either. I knew from my wonderful Recent Past Experience that Brenda's engine was pretty easy to start!But if I were to do such a thing -- in her kitchen -- even while we were alone, Brenda would undoubtedly be scared to death that I'd do it again when she had company in the house. After all, humans aren't famous for trusting to the good judgment of their household pets.So, painful as it was for me, I abstained. "You know?" Elena whispers, staring up into his gentle brown eyes."Yes, I know," he says calmly, holding her gaze.Slowly, she turns away from him, and stares down the empty street they've been following. The pools of light cast by the street lamps seem suddenly dim, besieged by encroaching darkness on all sides. Wherever Gavin was now, was the darkness still hunting him?"So, you moved here three years ago," she says, "but never did or said anything to let me know I wasn't all alone? Seems like.