"No, not a one, why?" he asked."I was thinking we might try it out on something like that. I don't have a thing bothering me. Let's go ask Casey."We s...ruck out with Casey, Jane, and Karen. Not a one of them had so much as a scratch anywhere. Scotty piped up to volunteer though."I've got a cut on my hand mister," he said."You can call me Billy Joe if you want to Scotty," I said."Ok. I've got a cut on my hand Billy Joe," he said, and smiled."Would you mind putting it in the ice chest for a few. " The man waved a thick and heavy folder in the snowstorm and tossed it over to Santa. Santa picked it up and quickly read through all of the cases with smile in his eyes."Oh, yes, this has bought back many good memories. All these children were with me because they told me that they would rather stay with me than with their parents. As I told you these were all abused children, so I took them here and put them to better use." Mr. Claus, so you're admitting you enticed those children into. Icy blue eyes matched the pale blue of her lipstick and fingernails.Seeing him crest the stairs, she smiled at him, and nodded toward the door of the old office at the far end of the balcony. With a wink, she crooked a finger at him, and walked over to the door marked "employees only". Ignoring the sign, she disappeared inside with one last beckoning finger over her shoulder.He'd come to hook up, and this seemed like an excellent opportunity! He eagerly dodged around the unoccupied tables and. There is incense. There are fresh flowers. And now there are colorful and aromatic spices. I note that the lingam glistens with fresh cream. I know Nikki’s pregnant. Mom’s about to deliver any day. Kara’s pregnant. I wonder who’s next.Two weeks pass. Life is still good. We have a couple of crews in Tennessee. The new branch office has technicians in the field, we’re in western Georgia and South and North Carolina and my step-dad’s running the roads when he’s not on the phone coordinating.