Charles died of natural causes last night. His wife committed suicide when she found him dead--they promised each other that they wouldn't hang around...after the first one died. If you're up for a love story, its all about a burned out Marine suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder coming to Silver Orb for cutting edge treatment so that he could sleep at night. Jill and Charles were soul mates. He found peace and she found her other half. If Jill had died first, Charles would have killed. A villager that was serving as an undertaker got really drunk in order to dig the grave. When they finally buried him it was like a veil of shadow had been lifted from the village. Some years later the “priest’s” wife died and again the elders of the village “convinced” the undertaker to open the grave. It was a really hot day. The man was drunk but did his duty. In his intoxication he didn’t realized that his shovel broke the coffin of the “priest”. And then he saw it. He started screaming and. Angel started the car and began the drive to the front gate. As they approached, it swung open to let them out onto the quiet street. The 2 girls looked at each other and the bags they had been given. Angel sped the car down and stopped in the first place she found to pull off. They grabbed the bags and started to tear open the envelopes the old ladies had been giving to them. Each one was filled with money. $500. $1000. Sometimes more. They found the 2 envelopes from Mrs Beecham and almost. ‘God you are as terrible as he is, sometimes!’ she told herself before answering Max. “Um, I guess? I mean. Yessir” she added, all in a rush, realizing he could still punish her for not being properly attentive and respectful.“Now would be good, before dinner. Hop to it” Max said reaching up and patted her bare bottom familiarly as she turned to go.Roger just shook his head, unbelieving. “She’s really going to shave, just because you told her to?”“Yep, why wouldn’t she. She knows that she can.