She loved Travis and was waiting on him to come home.Emmy and her parents didn’t have anywhere to go if they lost the house and business, and there ...was no chance of making a living in Van Buren, so Emmy decided she had to take care of them and agreed to marry Boyd. She had tears leaking from her eyes during the ceremony.“What’s this about Boyd?”“Jimmy Dawson was killed in front of the town hall just after full dark last night,” Boyd answered. “Shot with a .357 caliber gun. You own a Dan Wesson. Canada had to close its Borders people from the states were trying to cross it was like Mexico in the late 20th century. Leave it to the government instead of putting people to sleep from the cities they chose small villages. Ours was one and that is where our story begins. My name is Scott Wayne this story is told mainly from my perspective. My 3 sisters Mona, Brenda were twins age 19 and Joyce age 20. Sharron our mother age 36. This is a fiction novel any similarities is pure fiction. To my. As she fiddled with my buttons I withdrew my hands and lifted up her vest, she willingly lifted up her arms, temporary distracted from undressing me, I pulled the top over her head and cast it aside. Body free of her top she resuming her task of releasing me, finally reaching the last button, I shrugged off my loose white shirt letting it land behind me. Her hands roamed over my shoulders and arms, feeling as much of my skin as possible. I reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her. And when it was at last over, and I had those four baby bunnies in that big box in my bedroom, filling it with grass and clover, Dad came stepping softly in to watch me. And like everything else about him that was gentle and soft, he smiled at me sweetly, while I nursed the rescued rabbit with an eye dropper, in my cupped hand. And Dad never did say another word about it!!!!! THE END Post Script: I nursed and nurtured those baby bunnies round the clock, every six hours, for two full weeks. But.