Dave carried out a tray with the coffee pot, cups, milk, sugar and a plate with sliced fruit cake. He placed the tray on the table and poured four cup... and handed them around. "So how has the first week as a farm hand been Dave?" Henry asked. "Well I've lost count of my trips to the silo. But it's great. Fresh air. Machinery that I new nothing about a month ago. It's a whole new way of life," he answered. "Ah I see the boys have given you the boring rubbish job. Sitting in the truck in the. What was disturbing was all the personal taboos that I had broken in the last few days. As I drifted deeper into contemplation, I thought of all the strange things I had recently done. I picked up a knockout babe in a motel bar, something I'm not very adept at and thoroughly enjoyed an evening with her something that I had not enjoyed as frequently as I would have liked. That next morning I was shocked into finding her was a him. That day progressed into the knowledge that I liked this guy as a. But this was outright staring.“You’ve heard people talk about Mrs. Simons. She’s Jason Simons’ mom. You know Jason, right Tim. He’s in our Calc class.”Tim, having overcome his coughing attack, smiled. Yea. He knew Jason. Not that they hung out, but he seemed decent enough.Bryan looked up from Lori’s chest, “Word has it, you like running around your house with no bra, letting all those impressionable youth watch these big jugs flopping about.” With that, Bryan reached out and poked Lori’s right. Paul noticed both Terry and Jennifer and paid particular attention to me and to my gun. An arrow hit the ground five feet from us. Paul said, "The Sanbern's haven't given up. See if you can scare them some more with that popper of yours, Sal."I set up and Jennifer and I looked out over the open field toward the woods to our right from which it seemed the arrow had originated. I saw movement and targeted it. I shot and a body fell out into the open. Paul stood open mouthed. He had not realized.