" What do you think you're going to get out of this, Worth? You'll end up in prison wearing an orange jumpsuit. You know what they do with ex cops in ...rison?" Justin asked him slowly, holding his hands well away from his own pistol. "You put that down and we'll set you up with the department shrink instead. What do you think?"Worth snorted, glancing up from where he was staring at Jenna. "Shrinks? The whole lot of them are useless. They couldn't help me before, they couldn't stop me from.... "Have I, um, got the job?"Molly grinned. "Sweetheart, you had the job even before you entered the building."In the Jones household, the telephone rang.Annie's mother answered it. "Honey," she shouted up the stairs, "It's for you. Someone called Daphne, I think."Annie felt her heart leap into her throat as she jumped up from her bed and pulled off her headphones before switching off her record player. Oh shit. Here we go. She was out the bedroom door and down the stairs like a shot where she. We were inseparable now. Our families were also happy that we both were best friends. That reassurance, comfort, and trust were always there when she would go out with me.Sometimes if she got late, she would stay back at our place. They were always confident when she was in my company. We both were very protective of each other. We enjoyed sleeping in each other’s lap and caress each other’s hairs for hours as we would enjoy chatting.Every year passing, our relationship grew stronger, deeper.. We went back to camp for a couple of bags and went right back to the tree. Denac placed his short trough and I pulled a peg, and the honey draining was on again. There was a lot more than I'd thought there would be, but we didn't worry about running out of bags this time, since we had kept the pegs handy.We used them when the first bag was full, while Denac tied it off and replaced it, then we pulled the peg again and nearly filled the second bag.I put the pegs back even though the honey had.