“Just be quiet. You’ll do better to go along to get along.”Theresa fumed. “Am I speaking Greek?”“Maybe Swahili,” she laughed.“You’re...crazy,” she tossed a pen at her coworker.“I don’t think they wanna do anything other than get D’Clinton convicted and get us out of town.”“Of that, I am sure. But this is the kind of stuff appellate courts salivate over.”Yeah!”D’Clinton and the other inmates were in a completely different area away from all the commotion of the lawyers and the cops. He went. ”“Hey, somebody just gave me my allowance. As long as it’s not filet mignon, I think I can handle it.”“That’s sweet of you,” she said.Back in twenty,” he yelled, as the the front door was closing.Despite his being in that horrid club and having dragged her into it as well, Kyle was a good kid, she thought. Somehow, somehow I’ve got to get us away from this. Somehow.But the hopelessness descended once again and she simply turned and began making coffee.Monday morning found the four boys huddled. "Well, what did we get for Christmas?" Everything needed to outfit an army. We found uniforms, body armor, weapons, communication gear, explosives and ten assorted armored vehicles plus much more," Jessica said."Damn! What were they planning? I thought they were only emergency supplies." Dismissing such thoughts I asked, "How long will it take to move everything?" Probably the rest of the night, but we need to hurry. We can't take a chance this stuff gets in the wrong hands," Leroy said."I. We were in no hurry just enjoying the cool of the spring day. We were almost home when a patrol car slowed and the officers inside waved at us. I smiled and waved back. The Chief was as good as his word. We got home and sat out on the back porch because I forgot my keys. There was a swing there for two and we fit into it comfortably. Britt curled up with her feet under her. With a mother and a sister, you would think I would have figured how it was done by now but I hadn't though the effect.