Her hair was still blonde and curly as hell. He had always wondered what her hair felt like, but he had never acted on that impulse. He couldn't bel...eve that he still had feelings for her that he had never told her. He was surprised that she had never noticed that he was always looking at her. Maybe this was his time to finally tell her how he felt."Wow Angel eyes you look good. I'm glad time has been good to one of us." Wayne said as Christa walked back to the bed and sat down across. The bruised and battered girl sitting next to Vince wasn't sweet, though. Had her son made a mistake letting the runaway into his life? Carol had heard the girl's sad story, and she empathized with the teenager's plight, but worried the girl would create friction among the misfits. Time would tell. That Nora had been a large part of the decision to bring the girl into the compound gave Carol some comfort. Her daughter-in-law was a good judge of character.Dwayne Holt, the man mountain, made his. The place started to fill up, so we settled our tab before it got too smoky- most of these working men had cigarettes with their morning coffee.We decided to travel up the coast, as being more away from the population centers, and besides, I had to start thinking about heading back to work myself. We would cut inland, and go back down the valley awhile later. As we headed out of town, I saw some flashing blue lights in my mirrors, and heard a blip blip of the sherrif's attention getter. I. “There is a counseling service available to us through the union. I wouldn’t want anything to get back...”“The privacy laws now should protect you.”“Should being the operative word. I don’t trust them, Adam.”“What about an outside counselor or therapist?”“I can’t afford to pay them out of pocket and I wouldn’t want it on my insurance record. Adam — don’t worry. I will get through this. I’ll set your mind at ease — I have never stopped loving you, and that’s the truth. This isn’t about you or.