”“I’ll be there tomorrow morning to pay you, then see you off to your nephew’s in Memphis.”“You’re a good business man, Josey Ruiz. I’... so glad we have young farmers like you coming up to take over and keep on planting cotton.“Josey, since we’ll be traveling, I’m not going to take our guns with us. You can have our complete collection. I know Bilroy would love for you to have them too, if he was able to tell you himself.”“I’ll pay you extra for them, if you’ll let me.”“No - I want to give them. I'm already getting an idea of how we might handle this. But don't tell anyone else if you can help it. The less anyone knows about our plans, the better. The other thing is to make sure you have all your documents ... both yours and Mary's ... tucked away in a safe place. She'll need her birth certificate and some indisputable I.D. Has she talked about this to her aunt and uncle?" I don't think so, but I'll check. Do you want her to keep quiet about it too?" Yes, definitely. I don't want you. "Come on over here. For heaven's sake! No ones going to bite you," he said, trying to reassure me that I would be just fine. Oh, no doubt I wanted to, I really wanted to. Again I have no idea how long I stood there, but eventually my being turned on more than I was nervous won out. I thought to myself ‘oh my Kathy … here we go’. I slowly walked into their camp, and stopped pretty much right in front of him. "So, so what's the bet?" I asked in a nervous, slightly broken voice. "Damn. I moved around the table, sat next to her and hugged the pretty, innocent teen. "It'll be alright, Violet," I told her."I ... don't ... want..." she sobbed, "to ... go ... back ... home..." Shh, you don't have to go home," I told her."But ... but Master and Mistress ... they don't ... want me ... anymore."I hugged her. "Of course they do," I told her, kissing her salty cheek. "They just love us so much, they are giving us the choice to stay with them." Really?" Violet asked, rubbing her face..