"Carla nodded, hope blooming in her green eyes. I wanted to believe my words so bad. But despair was nibbling away at me. I pushed it down. I had to b... strong. I led these thirty women here. This was all my plan."Carla, let's man the mines. We'll be ready to detonate them when they come down the road." Okay." She swallowed. "We're going to kill them, Deidre."I winced at the pain in her voice. "They'll be tryin' to kill us," I answered. "What we're doin' is a death sentence these days." Fucking. Not tomboyish and not high maintenance. One night we had just closed up shop and were on our way to our cars. We were walking down one of the employee corridors that lead out to the parking lot. It was just the two of us and what I felt was the perfect moment. I stopped her, leaned in and slowly caressed her lips with mine testing the waters a bit before going any further. She slid her hand around the back of my neck and slowly slid it up to the back of my head letting my hair slide in. Perhaps it was my long walk last evening or perhaps because I had begun to map out my future, I slept well. I awoke refreshed and surprisingly confident. I had a rough plan of action and I had a sense of direction.Yes, I will no longer be Howard Carver, obliging husband, and as some might think, eunuch. It's a role that I intended to correct. I think Edie is in for a big surprise when she learns she has a different husband than she thought she had. No longer a pushover. I will use my voice to. A huge grin split his ruddy face showing more gaps than teeth that obviously hadn’t seen a toothbrush in quite a while. He cracked his knuckles, rolled his massive shoulders, and moved to pull me out of the chair. I panicked, struggled and demanded to be able to call my lawyer. As I was dragged from the small room I heard her say I could make the call in the morning…if I still wanted to. I wasn’t sure I heard the last part due to Jethro’s booming laugh. We went through a creaky metal door and.