If you were struck, I'd bruise. Hairy, you go."I called for a vote. I lost. Five to zero. Hell yes, I voted for me. These women have all the pussy. I'... not That stupid.Which is why I'm trudging across the snow to the lean-to by the trees next to the cliff, unarmed ... except for a silenced CZ 70 ... I hadn't mentioned that I was taking it, just in case. I may be gullible but I'm smarter than that.I put some wood on the fire, cleared my throat and backed off a couple of feet.The furs wiggled a. “Why?” Molly asked looking up from the tomato she was dicing.“I think it would be a good place for our restaurant,” Mark answered. He picked up a pepper and started to clean it.“Pensacola?” Molly asked. It didn’t even dawn on her to question opening a restaurant with Mark. She picked up a second tomato and started to dice it.“Yes. A couple of my cousins have set up a company there. They are always complaining about not having a good place to eat,” Mark said.“I was thinking of someplace in New. There would be no need to go outside to shovel snow when Julia got home. She worked very hard at her art gallery. Long hours, and the pay wasn’t great, but with my income and hers we managed a comfortable living. She would be home soon, then we could open presents. At the other end was a grand pine tree, decorated to the tip with dazzling ornaments and trophies. Candy canes. I never much cared for the red and white wrapped candies, but they were a core decoration, and always useful to entertain. I don’tthink I like you any more. And besides, being a virginisn’t a bad thing. He respects me. That’s all.”This was obviously a tender subject. I decided maybe Iwas being too nosy. I changed the subject, took her todinner, fended off another ardent suitor and she left.The next time I heard from her it was so she could tellme they’d set a date for the wedding. It was soon. Andshe wanted me to do her hair for the wedding.I met Roger, her intended, who was curious.
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