When he backed up, he had tears in his eyes and wiped them on his shirt sleeve.“Marshal, we just need to live closer so we can see you and Grandpa C...nnor all the time,” Ruby told him, then looked at Sam Connor who stood near her, waiting to give her a hug too.“You’ll just have to move up here then. I’m too old to be pulling up my roots and leaving Boones Crossing,” Dal told her.“Marshal, you’re not wearing your badge! Did you retire?” Eli asked.“Yep, I retired the first of this month, Eli. I. And wine.Matt smiled at me and that dour face just lit up, “I forgot about Vanessa. She’s been schooling you.”“Maybe it’s the other way around.”He nodded judiciously, just as if that might be possible.I never did see a menu; that was for out-of-towners. Which, technically I was. But I was with a definite townie. The night just sped past. Prosciutto & Persimmon. Burrata & Baby Beets. Spicy Grilled Wild Calamari. To start.I noticed, for the second time, a slight tremor in Matt’s left hand. He. We cut through Dyfrig Street, explaining that the streets this side were named after Welsh saints, and then under the plane trees down Cathedral Road, before recrossing the Taff towards Cardiff Arms Park. Once they had seen the outside of the world-famous rugby stadium, we took them past the Castle and back to the house."Right, you've now seen most of the sights, so you won't be telling too many porkies when you describe Cardiff to your folks." I could give them a pretty good description of. “Come on, you’ve fucked us plenty, in the cunny, mouth, and arse! We know what you can do! We’re not afraid of you, but we’re not sure of what Dan can do, and I’m curious about whether or not he can top you, in more ways than one! I think that I know now that he’s stronger than you thought. Strong enough to feel secure in inviting former foes to his wedding. Strong enough to challenge you to prove your worth in buggery. So, how about it, Missy?” Emma scoffed now, her posh British accent showing.