Locking it up, I pocket the key in my raincoat and step inside. Crossing the threshold and stepping inside the pub, I spotted up a couple of the regul...rs before spotting my parents. My mum, an older looking lady though no one would dare say that out loud, who was picking apart a jacket potato and tutting very loudly at one of her trashy gossip magazines. Sitting in one of the smaller alcoves in the side of the pub, she lifted her head up, peering at me over her half moon glasses. Smiling, she. Cici crossed the living room and I stopped short near the doorway. Tucked my hair behind my ears. Crossed my arms. “So, how long has Kara been coming on to you?” I asked.She eased onto the side of the light grey couch next to her cat Bowser and laughed. Adjusted the clip in her brittle hair. “So blunt. This is why I love you.”It was the reason she began calling me Mouse when I was a kid. While everyone else just thought I was rude, she’d always called me out on it lightheartedly, which. Rumor had it that some artillery was headed our way, and this must be it. Well, I have got to report this as soon as possible. I will have to leave you now and head back to my unit. Hopefully, we can get back with help before the battle is over.” With that, Asa hurried back to his horse, mounted, and set out at a dead run to report what he had seen.Well, that left me at kind of loose ends. Sure, I could shoot at the Comanches with my pistols, but I was not sure how much good I could do. On the. Aghast, Mark looked at Wellswood unable to believe that the man was hinting that they would get the contract if they did something for him. Perhaps naively reluctant Mark still had no conception of what that 'something' might be. However, his wife had guessed it almost immediately."What do you want?" Anna asked in a low voice that was almost a whisper."I think you know that my dear." Wellswood responded.Mark's mind was running in circles trying to figure out what they had that could possibly.