.. it was crowded with tipis, lean-tos, wall tents and marquee.Marquee: Think circus tent but smaller. Baptists think revival tents.There were more ca...non firing than most Civil War battles. I spent the weekend talking to the man who brought a homemade naval style carriage with an M-3 Sherman rifled barrel cut off in front of the projectile chamber and 36 inches long. Extremely accurate. He won the cannon shoot but was immediately banned from further competition ... smooth bores only.“I found a. She regained her composure by the time she had slipped her shoes on. She came and sat on the bed.“You and your damned uncle know that part of me too well. Way, way too well!” She shook her head. “Maybe having a man own me is whom I was meant to be. But no other woman I know would accept that. The world is changing. Women can be strong and independent. I might always have to fight that submissive part of me from coming out. I want to change and put all that behind me. I think I can be happy not. ’ Yet, he never looked hungry. He never lost weight. Matter of fact, judging by the weight he gained, I don’t think he ever went without a meal. I can’t trust a liar and if he was lying about something as unimportant as not having the time for lunch, then what else is he lying about? Was he lying to me about how he felt or didn’t feel about me? Obviously, now that he’s gone, he was. ‘For someone who doesn’t have the time, doesn’t take the time to have lunch, how you could gain weight and when. She realized quickly the darkness did not come from the night but from a mask covering her eyes. Desperately she attempted to remove the blindfold only to realize that her attempts were futile as she was tied to the bed posts. A shockwave of new sensations permeated her body when she heard the turn of the door handle and the creaking of the opening door. Heavy footsteps echoed through the room causing a prickly sensation up her back. ‘Honey, Is that you? What is going on? Where am I?’ No.