Remembering sitting here beside an almost naked Regan doing the same thing a few days ago. Scolding myself for bringing them all down when I found sev...ral in the first bit of the first box. Heading down to the ‘new’ dock, finishing driving the rods I had started the day before into the river bed to stabilize the dock and putting in the other three that I hadn’t placed yet. Smiling and waiving to asshole up on his patio with hands on hips and sweater hanging on his shoulders probably scowling. I. Finally, the biggest, grubbiest knickers I'd ever seen came out, and we roared with laughter as she danced around the garden, a can of lager in one hand and a stick with the burning knickers hanging on the end of it, in the other one.As the clothes withered away in the heat, we stood looking into the flames, and she slipped an arm round my waist."That's it then Tommy, nothing else left from the past." I put an arm around her and she laid her head on my shoulder."There's me, mum, you're not. ”He reached into a sheath hidden in his overcoat and drew a strip of rusty steel, honed into an amateur sword with only a layer of fabric as the handle. The blade was jagged and serrated, but that was only a mistake in the attempted creation of an edge. Before the girl could even realize what he was holding, he lashed out and stabbed her in the gut, piercing her through. The rusty edge burst out of her back with blood oozing from the jagged points that ran up the edge. As he pulled the blade. She was getting better and better at club choice and at determining how hard to hit the ball.Sara could not hit it as far, Erin was stronger, but she could hit it accurately. Sara was better at the intermediate game than Erin and she had a knack for getting out of bunkers and onto the green. I wished I could substitute Sara and Erin for Joel and Mike on the boys' team. Westville's team score could be the best ever with Sara, Erin, Eric, and me!Laura was finally learning to reign in her.