He is not sure what. Oh, themechanics, yes – gentleman or serf, they are all countrypeople – but something more than that and he doesn’twant to ...now, not articulate it, pin it down with words inhis usual way. He senses that he should say nothing, thinknothing; just experience.Anna turns to him, steps close and looks up and theireyes meet again, but this time the right way round. Theyare both startled to bridge so suddenly the chasm of theirsocial distance. She links her hands behind his neck. "You knew, how?" I told you I'll explain it all when were alone, not now."Karen stood up and took Jim by the hand and looked over at Derrick and Kathy. "We're going to the master bedroom, why don't you two use the guest room, and join us in a little bit and we can finish the night off with a bang."Kathy and Derrick made their way to the spare room, and Derrick was anxious to hear what Kathy had to say. "So, just how did you know about Megan and I?" I have known for almost a year of her fantasy. He is eighty years old and doesn’t get around very well any more, but Grandmother had driven him over from their house. Of course our Mom, Ashley, was there as well as our Brother, Bill Jr. More importantly, our Dad, Bill, was there with what we needed.He had boxes of cartridges for our pistols, cartons of shotgun shells, and most importantly our twelve gauge pump shotguns with the eighteen inch barrels. The Agency guns that we had weren’t bad, but ours had been fitted to us, and they had. What is this about?" Brenda, this is Jim Morrison, Allie's husband and I hope that you can give me some verification about Allie's behavior at Jerry's Roadhouse on these Friday nights out. She has told me about some of the goings on, and I want to know what you have seen there, concerning my wife and the men that she dances with. This past Friday night I met up with someone named Brad, and he was not happy that I was with Allie, especially when she shut him down for a dance." Oh god, not Brad..