"What about Peter? Are you a grandma yet?" Peter says Kim is doing well. She's due in the next couple of weeks, so it'll be any time now," reported Ti...a, between bites of her dinner."What do your boys say about you going to your reunion?" quizzed Christie."I haven't told them." Tina visibly winced when Christie slapped her hand on the table."I'm telling you," admonished Christie, "you should go. You've done real well for yourself since high school. You should be proud." Yeah, my failed marriage. “Let’s do it.”“Great,” Chuck said.Betsy said, “I guess I should run on home and get things ready for the date.”“Sure,” Chuck said. “What should I bring?”“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything,” Betsy said meaning that Charlie would be taking care of everything, while she ran around the house trying to figure out what to wear.Chuck said, “How about I bring along a couple gallons of Hawaiian Fruit Blast.”“Great. I’ll let Sally and Steve know what to expect,” Betsy said.It was thirty minutes. It shoots by mental command under the control of Honeybunch, but an observer sees the hammer come back and the cylinder rotate. If somebody asks, I am told to say that it has been modified to be a double action revolver. I have a Winchester look-alike, also in .44-40 caliber that works pretty much the same way as the revolver. I also carry a bowie knife, so I look the part of one tough hombre.My horse is a black beauty. He would look at home anywhere from a show ring to working cattle, though. “The silver bits,” I said. “And I like the way the skirt hangs.”“The way it hangs,” she mused.“It’s sort of straighter than you’d expect,” I explained.“You’re not gay, are you?” she said sharply. “I thought I could tell that sort of thing…”“Because I noticed the shape of your dress?” I retorted. “It means I was admiring the way it hangs on you and the way your legs look in it. And your ass.”“And you approve?”“You look great. You look…”“What?”My mind scrambled for a compliment that was both.