Fingers replaced the cock but then stopped as Mina remembered there was a meal in her bedroom. Two good souls in one day, the demoness knew she was sp...oiling herself. Mona had never found out what the man's name was. All she attributed to him is that he was an annoyance that she had to put up with. He had constantly been in her way always giving her a hard time about something with religious speech. Always along the words of how damned she was, which made no sense to her being that she never. "No, love! That won't happen! Those are unproven reports and anyway that was about things twenty years ago! Now don't be silly, go on, I'll be back soon."I was escorted to the hotel by a policeman, to get our belongings and cases, and Mom's toiletries and stuff that she'd need. She wasn't around when I returned to the police station to sign my release forms and pass them her things.As I left the station, I noticed the group of young local lads that worked on the market stalls etc, sitting. For some reason, the cavalrymen acted like they were in some magnificent chess game with human life as some pawn to be taken with total disregard to common humanity. They reminded me of the armored units clanking hither and yon making lots of noise and refusing to be dragged down into the mud of common Infantry survival. These southern states would make compatible terrain for tank warfare, but they were fortunately preserved for future employment in the vicious world wars of the future. I knew. Hayden and I debated the issue all that night. I was ready to have him quit the paper route. And all through the incident, Brian refused to accuse the boys, holding that it was a dog that ran him off the road.Some of the neighborhood women occasionally bake an extra casserole or batch of cookies to share with our neighbor, Mr. Henderson. That poor old man is a hundred years old and almost completely deaf. It’s nothing official or organized, but I saw my mother take him a casserole a few times.