" The goons?" Sleeping on the plane. The stewardess too. One of the goons proved a little more resilient; pulled out a gun, but I pushed Constance ont... the floor and managed to kick the gun out of his hand. Thanks Gina and Joseph." You're welcome," they both replied."So, yeah, that didn't make Constance any less nervous, but she's fine like I said. Harry gave Jordan a small pistol with a shoulder holster during the flight Jordan showed me discreetly of course." Good. Okay Kat." Jello?" said. I found myself enjoying her discomfort, and quickly reflect on why I would do this to her. Maybe it was to lash out at Inga, or my mother, or both. Maybe, just maybe, it was because I felt betrayed by Mrs Richards, using me for her own sick, ugly purpose.Since job security wasn't an issue for me any more, I pushed forward. "You're not to look up at my face, Pamela." It sounded strange, calling her by her first name. "Don't look at my face... Look straight ahead, here." I slowly pulled up the. I think we should treat ourselves to something to eat, that our women don't have to cook."The bed in our room actually had a feather tick on it. My wives and I made the most of it.May 10, 1848We got an early start and arrived at the Graves' Ranch before too many people were stirring. It didn't look like anyone was around at all, but you could tell they had been making preparations for the auction.The cattle were in a good-sized pasture off to the east of the house, and the horses were in a. But it so much easier being that person at home though. Knowing I had this other dimension, this secret, that was just mine, it was like the void was filled. I could be everything I'd always been and be content with it. It's funny, but doing this really brought home to me the value of what I had at home. I mean, it's laughable now – what I was doing would destroy it, but at the time, I just kept thinking 'I wonder how long this will last? At last I have everything I need.' I didn't even.