"Wish me luck."She was in luck, as the hotel wasn't yet fully booked. Still, she didn'tmake the reservations just yet."I've told them that I'm awaitin... details from another hotel first," shetold the others. "But, I'm just hoping John can get in too."The car problem proved to be such. The plan was to sell the two cars theyhad, and purchase a bigger car. But some of the dealers were moreinterested in the selling part, and not the buying. Though most would doa part exchange deal, they just weren't. I want to watch this." I'm too pooped," I said. "But Bambi does it the best. Connie, maybe if you ask real nice, she will show you."Connie looked up at Bambi and said, "Please? I'm curious." I should have you sign a waiver," Bambi said. "In case your health is not up to it. You don't have a heart condition, do you? Any tendency to fainting spells? No? Well, someone get a towel to use to muffle her screams. We don't want the neighbors calling the cops. We might get hauled off to jail —. That could start a riot that would let Smedly git away. We jus' has ta be patient."Along about midnight, a bunch of cowboys from one ranch decided it was time to head home, so they started to leave. Smedly wormed his way in among the departing cowboys and walked out completely surrounded by innocent bystanders.Hank saw what was happening and called it to Rafe's attention. They stood up to follow the crowd out of the saloon, but were delayed for a moment. When they finally got to the door,. Kamsy took it all in stride. It was her first wound, but not news to her. She had plenty of colleagues that had similar stories, and spouses with similar reactions. Now, as I bared her shoulder and was faced with the scar of the exit wound, I was wondering if I would ever get used to that feeling of dread. I kissed the blemish, which was much more distinct than the three other wounds. The front of her shoulder was much less upsetting, and her hand was hardly noticeable, but I still had to open.