"He'll treat us to pizza and Cokes. I think he wants to pick our brains about what we observed working with his players." Pizza! Cool!" "Sounds great!... and "Count me in," my friends chimed following my invitation. I gave Jason a smile and a thumbs-up as the seven of us headed for our cars. I saw Jason and Pat head for the parking lot too. Our big group invaded Nino's Pizza about five minutes later, ending the late afternoon quiet at the pizza shop.I introduced Jason, Pat and my friends. Jason. “I’ll be damned if I go anywhere with any foul, abolitionist blue jacket!”She dropped the reins and leaped from the cart.Jeremiah was caught flat-footed by her sudden bolt for the woods lining the road, but he still managed to catch her left arm – and was promptly dragged from his saddle for his trouble. She shifted her efforts from escape to attack and he found himself trying – and mostly failing – to control a spitting, hissing, clawing demoness.Just as he was convinced she was going to claw. “I’ll be back in town next month,” said Natasha. “Let’s do lunch…just us girls.” Lunch? That reminded me that I hadn’t fed yet.“I’m heading over to the park for a midnight snack. I’ll have to take a rain check on that meal you owe me,” I told Billy. She came over and gave me a hug. I bade both good night and slipped out into the darkness. I left town the next night without seeing Billy or Natasha and didn’t return for five years.I wasn’t even thinking about Billy when I hit town. As. Meanwhile, sittin’ at the other end, looking out toward the square and so self-important that he looked at no one else—other than Caleb, as, shirtless, the muscular black hunk worked the soil of General Pulaski’s square—Mas. Terrence Rowland was lost in a world of his own. It was the middle ground that gave me some hope—although I knew, or could see, the problems and foolishness that trapped these folks too. The two young blonde SCAD students who always seemed to be here at the café rather than.