" My name's Harry Hanson and I am the acting sheriff till the first of the month when the new sheriff comes on. Now that you know my name and who I am... suppose you tell me who you are." My name is Theo Morgan and I am a patrolman with the sheriff's department. I have been a full time deputy for five years in the western division here." Well Theo, now that we have formally met, let's go get that coffee."We both laughed and headed for our units. I pulled out and followed behind him as he led me. He told her she would have the plaster on for at least eight weeks as the break had been serious. She would need lots of physiotherapy to rebuild the muscle tone. It couldn't have happened at a worse time, all things considered. How the hell she was going to manage was something that she hardly dared to think about.Rob had been there as soon as visiting time began and had only just left. He'd promised to be back later in that afternoon and already she was missing him. Danni had sent a message. We stopped to eat and when I parked, before we got out my wife said how about wearing a pair of your new shorts. I told her I wasn't going to go in there and change and she said do it right here. I said are you k**ding and she said no you can do it real fast. I looked around and then slid my shoes and socks off then lifted up and pushed my pants and underwear down and took them off. I sat there in my t shirt while she sat there looking threw the bags. She pulled out a pair then looked at me and. I guess you can tell that even ‘traveling together’ we weren’t really in synch and I was alone most of the time. Texas is a big fucking state to cross. To give some idea of how big, if you were driving from San Diego, California to Jacksonville, Florida in three equal legs, both of your overnights would be in Texas. I headed Toward San Antonio, then Houston, and across Louisiana to Baton Rouge. The last time I’d been through this territory, I’d left Angie at the New Orleans airport and traveled.