Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigat.... Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me..."He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along."Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!"The. He moved towards the back and down the side of the house towards the front.The minister looked like he was forty years old. He is very tall and filled his jacket. Harry wondered if that was fat or muscle.The car was park in the driveway and it was empty. Harry moved to the side windows and looked inside. The view wasn't the best. His mother is talking to the minister but she was dressed like she was ready for church. She was in her best white dress with white pantyhose and white pumps with a. Her intelligence had been accurate – he never travelled anywhere without her since the death of his wife four years ago. She smiled to herself. Good. Leverage. The door to the rented cabin opened. Her scope swung across and she watched as one of his four ‘assistants’ – hired thugs would be her term for them – stepped outside, swinging a torch around. ‘There’s nothing out here,’ He said in Russian, her educated mind translating the words a fraction of a second after they were spoke. ‘It must. "It was kind-of hard to miss." Hey! Kim made a pun -- in English!" Tess said. " ... Hard to miss, she said." My point," I said, trying to get out of Pennsylvania and back to Alabama, "is that if we go over and swim in that pool full of pre-adolescent boys and girls, we shouldn't do anything that might make them have bad dreams tonight." How about wet dreams?" Tess said."Are you going to wear that red thing again?" I asked her."No -- but before you give out a sigh of relief, I've got a new white.