Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn’t managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the draw for something else as I wa... sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon. I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so. I took a handful of them and an tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found its way up the chutney channel and it felt. 38, that’s all my husband says I can handle.”“Now that’s old fashion men bullshit. Bristol has a nice Glock and she handlesit just fine. She shoots better than lot of the boys.”“Sarah, I don’t know.” “What’s there to know girl, you’re a big girl and you need a Big Girl gun.”Laughs all around. “Angie the bad guys have big guns, we have to them too.”After some more small talk everyone packed up.Brad and Angie headed down the main trail but Rod, Sarah and Bristol headed up gold camp trail.. It hadfallen down off the mantelpiece behind the wood stack next to the fire.It simply said "Malcolm" on it in her boldfaced writing. Malcolm couldn'tface dealing with it now, not when he was about to do something hedreaded and he decided to defer opening it, throwing the note in hissuitcase instead. He couldn't yet brave opening up the 'Dear John'letter.Having completed his tidy up, Malcolm had decided that it was now ornever with this crazy plan that James had concocted. He didn't like itone. Within a month she started asking when I could visit. About a week before I was scheduled to go She shot me a text saying her husband would be out of town but still wanted me to come. We decided we could make it like old times, and hit up the local Orlando scene. The first night I got down there, we painted the town. At the last bar, while both of us were shit faced, she leaned close while talking and we ended up kissing. She realized what was happening, and ran out of the bar. I paid our tab.