Then it’s straight to work. We keep a desk in the living room with her books and a copy of her syllabi so that I can make sure that she does all of ...er work. She’s required to spend at least three hours a day studying, including weekends. This increases to four hours during midterms and finals. After studying, she has to tend to her daily chores, which include sweeping, mopping, dusting and generally keeping the house neat and tidy. On weekends she also mows the lawn. While she’s grounded, I. And all of a sudden Irealized what it was - fear. Jimmy had run across something that didn'tfit into his nice neat geek understanding of how the universe worked andhe was afraid of it! After all that geek talk my head hurt so I thankedhim, hung up and gave up trying to find out more about that site. Whateverwas happening to me, I wasn't going to find the answer there.Over the next couple of months Donnie and I evolved into a real "couple",constantly with each other and getting to know each. “The Hen House,” she said, gesturing to one of the new building down the drive. “We got in last night and I’m just exploring. Husband was up half the night cos he had to relax after the drive. I’ve been snooping around, up around the main house. Says it’s out of bounds, but I’ve always been a rule-breaker.”She looked at me intently, I thought, trying to gauge my response. A rule-breaker engaged in what could be construed as chatting up a stranger. You never know how much to read into people’s. Now there was a weapon! We could get shells for that 16-gauge that held six #00 buckshot and that was enough at the close range that pistols were normally used for.No man was going to challenge a woman to a duel, so she did not have to worry about being a quick draw with it. Anyway, I bought a 16-gauge double barrel for her to use instead of the .44 Remington. We went to a cabinet maker and had the stock sawed off and fashioned into a pistol grip. A long leather strap let her hang the shotgun.