‘Um, where are we going? Aren’t we going home?’ Bastion just smiled, ‘You will see soon enough.’ His expression just made her all the more c...rious, yet she didn’t care, she just wanted to be with him. As they pulled off the road and rode for a bit more, she noticed a beautiful pond, with tall shade trees. Bastion slowed the wagon to a stop, kissed her cheek, and then hopped from the wagon, ‘What do you think?’ Miria looked at the gorgeous piece of land near the water, ‘Its wonderful Bastion,. She's going to call later. Weena was right there, too. Her parents are church-goers. Her something-or-other great grandfather came here in the 1840s. She thinks the second group of Prussian Lutherans. Anyway, they live near Riverton and she went to the Waikerie Lutheran Primary School. But she then went to state schools. Anyway, she wants a church wedding down in South Australia. We'll have to talk about when. She doesn't want to live too near her folks. She'd like to see Maclean before. ” Her husband was snivelling and pushed his head back into the cushion, anticipating the pain from the last six strokes.Ms. Donnelly adjusted her white top and took up her position once more, left foot about twelve inches in front of her right and her left hand on her left hip. She raised the cane in the air once more and in a second brought it whistling through the air once again.“Thwack!” “Thwack!” “Thwack!” “Thwack!” “Thwack!” “Thwack!”Margaret wasted no time in rapping out the final strokes. The crowd started chanting the words. Davey Havok walked onto the stage, and turned his back to the crowd. Hunter, Jade and Adam joined him. The music started and Davey turned and crooned “Nothin’ from nowhere, I’m no one at all.” Robbin looked at Moria and yelled “Oh, isn’t he sexy! What I’d give to get into those pleather pants!” And she turned her attention back to the stage, banging her head to the beat. Moria smiled at her friend, who’s long brown hair was slamming back and forth with.