"Lost your voice Girl?" "Err. No. It's just that I hadn't thought about doing this permanently. I thought that I was just helping Alan out for one day... Can I think about it?" "Well I would need you tomorrow if you'll agree and I'll pay you 20% more than Alan if that would help, I get at least 20% more work out of you. Go and get changed and think about it. Whatever you decide thank-you for today, I'll give you your wages for today and the money I owe Alan when you leave." Now he was in total. I stayed for lunch with her; I think she was glad of the company even though Mum and Dad were very good about seeing her most days."Are you going to be home for Christmas, Jon?" I'm not sure yet, Grandma – Julie has been talking about us going to see her parents for a few days, so we might be there for either Christmas or New Year, and I don't know whether Jen will be here or not. But we'll make sure we see you!"She sighed. Now that Jen and I had a serious boyfriend and girlfriend, she realised. It wasn’t the money. A couple hundred dollar bills, a couple twenties. Maybe $500 in all. So what? It didn’t matter, I told myself.But I had to get out of here. I walked over to the rented cabanas, which sat next to a quiet pool for those who desired a more relaxing time in the sun. My gorgeous, wonderful fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a dozen guys who were trying to impress her, no doubt. This was fairly typical scene for me any time I left her alone.I came up and. But first, I'm gonna take care a'you." He spun the woman to the ground, put his foot on her leg and shrugged his musket from his back. Rebecca's short-barreled pistol was almost touching his belly when she fired, and a long spear of flame flared between his legs. The man screamed, lurched back, dropped his weapon, clutched his groin and fell on his face, howling and rolling about, his britches afire. I tore his throat out with my blade bayonet and kicked his body off into the ditch alongside.