The truck driver, Steven, smelled of smoke as he exited his cab and handed me the delivery invoice. He had rough good looks, a few inches taller than ...me, 6'1", had a thick moustache, had strong thick hairy forearms, he was very tan with thick dark hair that went down just past his neck. Even though he looked tough, Steven was pretty easy to talk to and he smiled alot. He started unloading his truck as I rotated inventory to put things in the back. Things were going pretty normal, aside from him. When we camped that night, Andy said we were getting close to Trenton, NJ. Even with the late start, we had made over twenty miles for the day.We all pitched in and set up camp. We had three tents now. We also had three mules, and none of them were heavily laden. Andy went over how we had the mules packed and showed us some things that would make it easier on the mules when we did have a heavier load.Andy said that if I didn't mind, he'd take over the hunting duties. Of course I didn't mind. I. ”Tiny drops of sweat show up on every single pore on his forehead as I carry on, talking directly to him this time. “Then you just went back to work,” I say. “As if nothing had happened. But you weren't done yet, because you couldn't be the last one the camera saw going upstairs. So you called the kitchen and told them Diana had called you and that she wanted something to eat. You knew it would be Bethany bringing it to her. You knew she would think Diana was asleep and just leave the food. "Pregnant ladies often have those kinds of problems, especially as their time of delivery nears. You will need to help her more often as that time approaches," my Mother advised us from her own experience."Yes, Ma'am. Thank you," Clare told her. We all had Gretchen on her feet by then."There is a meeting in the conference room in ten minutes or so," my Mom informed us before she vanished to find my Sisters."We need to wash up some," Shannon insisted, as she and Clare left for the adjacent.