Late at night, I imagined I heard the sound of a far-off train whistle and cocked my head up expecting it to run right through the middle of our camp....pparently, I was the only one hearing train whistles, but it certainly felt real to me and I held to the conviction my mind was not playing tricks on me.The venison steaks and the biscuits made with the last of our Saint Louis flour helped restore my stable spirits and I had Kit take in the slack on my clothes so I didn’t look like a scarecrow. A stressed Emma would only offer a wry smile, and I'd just quickly make my coffee before leaving her alone on her call.Emma's whole life was falling to bits and none of it was her fault. The situation had robbed Emma of her peace of mind.Broken dreams and a shattered life.~Then, about six months after her darkest day, I walked into the canteen and Emma pulled out a chair in the canteen. "Dan, come sit. I’ve got no phone calls today." Oh.” Emma caught me by surprise “I'm meant to be working.. Well, both Grandma and the Wolf were pretty stubborn, so there was somefriendly and a touch not so friendly arguing over that bit. At one point,the Wolf said he couldn't climb under the covers because his clothes wereway too dusty from traveling all the way to Grandma's with the tea, and hehadn't brought any pajamas to change into. Without missing a beat, Grandma simply said he could borrow one of hernightgowns. There was a bit more argument after this, but eventually thehouse was getting. Where is it?" I'll show you."She got up and I followed her down the hallway to her bedroom. "Up there," she pointed to a box on the top shelf in her closet.I reached up and it was fairly heavy, so I took both hands and lifted it up. I'm 6'4" so it wasn't difficult. "Where do you want it?" I asked."Can you put it in Mike's study?" I'll follow you."Her ample ass swayed as I followed her to his home office. She pointed to the desk so I sat it down. "Thank you so much. I've been trying to get Mike.