Still, she rushed forward and hugged him."What's up?" Sean asked. Walt had gone back outside to make sure he didn't laugh."I thought I really hurt you..." Rachelle said, tears in her eyes. "Look at your arm."She turned it over to where he could see the end of what Walt had accomplished."That was so stupid of me!" Rachelle lamented. "I meant it to be funny but you could have really gotten hurt." It's only berries," Sean said, suddenly feeling guilty himself. "That little bush is full of them.. " He was scared. He kept rattling off words, anything he could think of to save his sorry ass. It wasn't going to work. Before I left he would be a dead man. "It was Big Jim's idea, I just went along." Big Jim back-handed the pervert he called Gimp because he walked with a limp. Must of had trouble with one of his legs.Jim spoke to me. "Hey, old man, the courts found us innocent. There were no witnesses. So I suggest you get your sorry ass out of here right now."I have had enough. I looked at. “I simply asked whether Monsignor Montgomery left any documents in your care. He lived here, and I’ve been assured by your neighbors that you and he were very close.”“Robert and I were deeply committed friends, but you must not believe idle gossip. The jealous old betties around here would have people believing that my home is a place of sexual experimentation. I can tell you that nothing could be further from the truth. I assure you Robert was a celibate priest.”The stately sixty plus lady. ”“But you’d rather have her all to yourself, right?”“Yeah, but…”“Ha! I thought so. Anyway, that’s your business. As long as we have an understanding, I’m good too.”“Yup, it’s all good.”We spend the next twenty minutes or so working in near silence; the only words we spoke to each other were about the directions that we were following and trying to figure out which screws went where.“You’re Grey Harris, right?”“Yeah.” I wasn’t sure why he was asking; I assumed he knew my name.“You don’t remember.