"Grant's okay with us getting involved?" More than okay. He was beginning to think it wasn't going to get solved. He'll take any help he can get. What...about Wick?" I was right. It'll be a relief to get off the pouch machine for a while. You arrange for the timing and he'll be there."Fiona led Wick to East Bay later that afternoon. She was late for supper that night. Tina and I were on our own. My fiancée didn't show up until nearly ten o'clock, looking tired."So ... what happened?" I asked as. We name the first boy Red Hawk, after our tribe founder. He is being groomed to take my place, when I am ready to step down as chief. My second boy Running Elk, is being trained to command our army. My last two sons are being trained as hunters. Training the girls is women's work.Even though we have had peace for many years, our story tellers still remind us of our past history. They tell tales of the violent raiders, and what they did to some of our tribes. We have outposts in strategic. Not just on me either. Ken keeps stealing furtive sidelong peeps at her legs and her feet, which is pretty hilarious. Talk about out of his league. Mind you, just about anything is out of his league. Ken is pushing forty and he still lives with his folks. He is one of those unfortunate sorts who you can tell never get laid and who consequently reek of sexual frustration. The close proximity of a total babe like Abigail Miller, those captivating legs of hers flaunted so brazenly in that sassy. Unlike the first time onour last date, we sat right beside each other, and once we sat, Wayne'sarm was around my shoulder. We snuggled together like to teenagers.Wayne complimented me on my heels, I told him thanks and that I borrowedthem from a friend, I probably shouldn't have said that but when he askedwho I told him all about Jessica finding me out and helping me dress thenext night, i also told him that Jessica knows about our previous date, Iwas trying to be honest with him. He didn't.