They cared for each other almost as much as they cared for their two children. Bradley’s sister had gone off to college herself, and was doing leaps...and bounds better than Bradley had done. So Bradley had his parents to himself, which wasn’t completely terrible, but also wasn’t the greatest situation. He found part time work at his father’s industry site, helping out in the office. This time he did the actual paperwork and made phone calls, instead of taking out the garbage and vacuuming. They then helped us to carry my stuff including my books and my laptop out to the car.I waved goodbye to my friends as we drove off and awareness hit me as we arrived back at the farmhouse that the new life I had chosen for myself was beginning right nowI led Lucy into the farmhouse and showed her around. On the ground floor there were three rooms, a large kitchen, and a toilet and hand basin at the back door. There was a small laundry room beyond that. Of the two large front rooms, one I used. "He spoke, "My name Alan."His partner said, "Dave."Sheila said, "Both of you are in deep trouble. You each prey on smallchildren. Work with me and you will live and not see jail. Try an escapeor fight me will put you in jail. Of course for you two, jail will be aslow death. There are enough people out there who will shoot you onsight. Now I am trying to figure out one thing. Which one you is thebigger piece of trash. There is you Blondie, who will take small boysand perform oral sex on them.. "Ten minutes and I had the engine covers open and six lads looking in at the engine with me. I saw the damage right away and knew I would need a mechanic. A single round had ripped through the cover and hit the fuel pump at an angle. The round must have been spent but it had cracked the pump.I had them help push the plane forward to the wall before I turned it around. I returned my carbine to the side of my seat and let the lads take turns sitting in the plane. I was sitting on the wall when.