" Oh." The look on her face said volumes. She sobbed quietly. "How can I say I'm sorry? All I want is to say I'm sorry and go home."Out of the blue, S...imon realized that his pistol was still pointed at Arabella. He quickly engaged the safety and holstered his weapon. Broken glass crunched under his boots as he moved to her and took her in his arms. He held her to him, her face resting against the rough covering of the body armor. His mouth opened but no words came out.'What does you say to a. She replied, “Sorry. I’m busy, Mr. Montclair.”From behind Richard, a male voice asked, “Did I understand that there’s a picnic?”Richard wondered which of his employees would stand at the door eavesdropping on their conversation. He answered the question even as he turned to face the speaker.“Yes, a company picnic.”“I love picnics. Picnics always include my favorite foods: fried chicken, cole slaw, potato salad, and pickles. And we can’t forget the games. A good picnic includes games - three. Kch bhi ho thi to behan hi aur saram to ani hi thi. Mai thdi der baad utha aur bahar aa gya aur brush bagera kia phir wo mjhe dikhi thdi der baad. Wo pani lene jaa rhi thi mjhe thdi jhijak ho rhi thi usko dekhne mai and baat krne mai. but uske behavior mai kch fark hi nhi tha. Usne normally sab k samne mere ko kha ki mai pani lene jaa rhi hoo aur sath mai chal k company do. Aur mai chala lakin kch baat nhi kar paya raat k bare mai. Sara din normal nikal gya aura a gyi fir sunheri raat. Maine. “No, I’m not dying,” he chuckled. I saw mom with a tear falling.The five of us all laughed.“What does this all mean?” Sally asked.“As my lawyer put it, I am worth more dead than alive,” he said, thinking that was funny. “A trust has been created. All the homes, including this one and the bank account the money is in have been placed in the trust.”“What do I get if you croak tomorrow, Dad?” I said getting slaps from both my sisters.Holding in a chuckle, he said, “When I die, it goes to your.