“I don’t need any help this winter with the green houses, but I will in the spring and summer. What do you think she’s got herself into?”“I ...got no idea. I hope she didn’t get into anything with the law,” I answered. In the back of my mind, I saw her in the waiting room of the ‘Doc in a Box’. I could only imagine it was worse. If she was smart she gave the fake address I had provided her, Lucy and I should be okay. If the cop came to our place looking for her, we were good and truly fucked.Lucy. He almost felt her coldrage.'Did the room just get colder?' He trembled. She stood up taking thedrive out and said in an air of finality, "Let's go." She led Richardinto his own house and headed directly to Roses bedroom. And there, shesaw it clearly. The book, the spells, the orbs and herbs she mixed upfor him. A look of horror spread across her face as she turned toRichard with the most sorrowful look he could imagine. She gasped indespair. "Oh no," she said looking at him. "Richard, I am so. In retrospect, probably too much. She drank willingly, and after that first wine cooler, much more than I had ever seen her do at home. She still clung to me - usually just holding my hand. I thought it irritating that I had to baby-sit her to the point that she nearly panicked when I got up to go take a leak or the flushed pleasure at my return. We were in constant contact, so much that I was embarrassed to be holding my mothers sweaty small hand constantly, so I removed it and would wrap my. Another day another delivery followed by another pickup, same story different day; the only thing that changed were the cities involved. Today I'd delivered in northern Kentucky, a load of glass bottles. My pickup was a load of food at a Cincinnati warehouse, bound for a distribution center in Charleston, WV. It was a useless little load, the goods involved were cheap and the miles were short, so it didn't pay well. It did accomplish another goal; it got me one step closer to being home for the.