He had been abusing me and driving me towards committing suicide.”“OBJECTION, your honor. Please instruct the journey to strike the witness’ las...t remark. This trial is about proving my client innocent of exactly those charges.”Joan looked anything but contrite. The judge said, “Sustained; the jury will disregard.” Everyone in the room already knew the message had gotten more firmly embedded in the jurors’ minds by the objection.“What kind of marriage did you have with Mr. Coswell?”Joan looked. "Bye Jake," said Jane as she gave him a customary kiss on the cheek then grabbed her coat and headed out the door.Mike went on to help the rancher out for the next half hour to close up the shed. He grabbed one of the semen plugs off the shelf and stuffed it between the girl's puffy lips, leaning over with curiosity to inhale some of the musk that drove the male subs wild. He always wondered to himself what smelling something like that would be like, to have smelt something so powerful it. A group of teen-aged boys started a shoving match with each other, and it started to spill into the innocent bystanders. His training made him keep one eye on the boys, but still watch Eve as she got caught up in the tussle. Miguel had to keep moving, he had to reach her. It happened so fast. The largest boy shoved his friend and it resembled Dominoes as people started to fall. One person fell into another, into another, into….Eve. Miguel lunged and grabbed for her wrist at the same time as she. ”“Tell her thanks. Have she and Walter set a date yet?”“Not yet, but I think they will soon. Red and I set a date, sooner than we originally planned.”“Awesome! When?” I asked.“November 2nd. At Atlanta Motor Speedway!”“Isn’t that a race day?” I asked.“Yes! We’re getting married at the track. Jason talked to the chaplain and he’ll do the wedding early in the morning before the race. We got infield tickets for everyone so we can barbecue and drink!”I chuckled, “I am so not surprised that you two.