.. in OUR house ... I’m going to burn it to the fucking ground. I already took your wedding dress, the marriage license and the wedding album. They�...�re going to burn with the house. Now get your whoring slut ass packed and out of my sight before I decide to tie you to the bed you fucked them on and leave you to burn with this whorehouse.”My good ‘friends’, Joe, Alex, Bill and John were scared shitless when, with a decidedly unfriendly expression on my face, I steadily pointed the Colt .45. Someone else came in to punch Alex in the gut but he kicked the incoming fist away. His attacker screamed in pain as people around him heard a bone crack. Another came in for a punch to his head but Alex caught the clenched fist in the palm of his hand.Alex used his other hand and grabbed the wrist; he ended up tossing the guy away like a rag doll. Everyone just watched as he landed a few feet away and rolling around on the ground in pain, Kyle’s mouth was practically hitting the floor.. You promised to obey..." I did." I did not expect or require it, but since you did, I intend to take advantage of it." Oooh," she cooed, seductively, "I hope you will... !" Grace! I'm serious." She sobered, somewhat, and I went on, "I know you've taken pains to be an equal member of the crew; you've worked hard and sometimes long. I respect that. But I want you to promise me to take things a little easier. Please. I want you to try to get a full eight hours sleep, for example. Will you?" What. My mother's birthday. I'd booked the day off work, well the night before to be accurate, because I knew I'd be a wreck, though in hindsight that wasn't a good idea as it gave me far too much time for contemplation. I decided to visit the grave earlier than usual as I didn't want company, even my new friend's.I had no idea how long I'd been standing staring at the black headstone that cut my mother's life down to a dozen or so words, when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. Instinctively, I.