I promise." Yeah Dave," Jen added, still grinning. "I guarantee you'll enjoy it."With a guarantee like that from Jen, how could he lose?And he did hav... fun, Dave mused later. First they'd hit the bookstore, taking time between searching for gifts for Will's numerous relatives to point out favorite titles to each other. Dave's taste ran to sci-fi and fantasy, but he was pleasantly surprised by the number of "classic" novels that he'd actually read when Jen or Will pointed out some they'd. “Karthik why don’t you write our sex story on Indian Sex Stories. Make it spicy like the other story which made me fall for you”. She got down and went to the front door where Arjun was already waiting.“No one will come here, but in case if it happens, you’re Arjun’s cousin” she reminded me of the plot we have agreed earlier.“Maybe I will say I am the owner of the bitch who lives here”. Arjun had a saddened face, but Maria laughed and blew me a kiss before they drove away in their BMW.I walked. What kind of gun was that?“Buffler, more’n’likely. Nasty things. That has to be a 45/70, maybe stronger. We cain’t let him catch us out in the open again or they’ll be more empty saddles.”Preacher looked at the man speaking. “You’re right, Hawkins. Why don’t you take your own big rifle and see if you can’t beat him at his own game. If that don’t work, take Jones and Herman and go get him.”Hawkins nodded, walking over and pulling his own buffalo rifle from the scabboard. His companions grabbed. She can’t stand his name. Sometimes she’ll refer to him as her ex, but usually he’s just ‘him’. I make sure she hears me approaching. She looks at me briefly, her eyes blurred with tears, and nods. She turns away. I come closer, slowly, and wrap my arms around her. I have her arms in an ‘X’ pattern and I hold them there. I hold her close to me as she cries. She can’t move, and she continues to bawl in my arms. She probably saw a photo, a post, some sort of trigger. Or she could have just been.