But not in his typical condition. He groaned and muttered that oath, many times made, seldom kept. “Never Again.” Splashing water on his face and ...ooking at his reflection in the mirror. He tried to remember the previous evening. As his memory slowly recovered, He remembered an extended poker session with the Sheriff, Mayor, and Doctor. Pulling his wallet, he quickly counted. With a satisfied grin, He realized that he had come out ahead, $80, or $100 ahead.Not that Joshua was worried about his. Well, we were like brothers until Jeffrey Brown introduced me to his sister Nikki. Hot damn. How to describe Nikki? A five-foot-ten, dark-skinned and lovely, naturally long-haired, naturally busty and naturally big-bottomed African-American goddess. She was attending Boston College Law School, having transferred there from the criminal justice department of Pacheco Jackson College. She came by the campus to support her brother during one of our swim meets. We were taking on some guys from the. Mom has raised us to be a close-knit family, and there is nothing I wouldn't do for my sister to help keep her happy. Sure, we fought as most brothers and sisters do, but if I had to choose between my best friends and my sister, there is really no choice, she wins hands down. I know my sister feels the same. Deep down, though getting her to admit it would be a chore. So, hearing her like this hurt me, just as much as it seemed to hurt her."Well fine Jeff! If that's the way you want it, just go. Wandy giving me the old heave-and-ho, “You can’t be late again, Birdie.”But there I was, frozen in time, standing in that damnable streetcar. In full profile, in this case.Ms. Sloane turned the screen back to face her. Was that a small smile? “All right, I’ve examined the evidence, Birdie.”I nodded, folded my arms, All-Business Brewster.“Your Miss McGovern is hearing wedding bells, correct?”More nodding.“And you can’t discern them yourself?”“Well stated. Capitol summary.”“Is she close to her.