However, if you need our help, then we are here to help."It was two weeks later. We spent a lot of time poking holes in the baseball team idea and wer...e finally ready to make the hard decisions. How much would it cost, and was the team worth paying that much?"So - how can we help?" Mr. Bell clearly spoke for all of them. His point was firm and he was not debating it. Colleen had her face set. She wasn't budging. Rebecca and Millie just looked adorable, trying to seem firm."Ok. I give," I said,. My school has this like... field trip coming up." Uh huh. So I've heard." And I like... don't have enough to go. Daddy says he can't give me any. Your mom, I mean our mom said she can't either... Sooo..." You can ask me," I said with a big smile on my face."I was like wondering... if I could borrow... if you had..." Sure," I interrupted her to help her along. She broke the tiniest of smirks on her face, but still continued to look down and away, still shy and uncertain with me. "I have. I figured you needed more rest." No, no, I'm okay." Honey you're not. Your big boss was in early and picked up the phone. He thinks you're important, but he doesn't need you till next week. We both thought you should get some rest." What the hell's gotten in to you?" she said. "You shouldn't do that." I clocked the irritation in her voice, that wasn’t part of the plan, she going to have a bad day, I didn’t mean it to start right away but it couldn’t be helped. I hated doing it but I had to do. The stack was pretty thick, so I took it to a saloon and began to thumb through the stack over a beer. I was about half way through the stack when who should come stomping through the door but The El Centro Kid. He was wanted on a Federal warrant for killing a Federal Judge and two Federal Marshals. There was a big reward, $350, so I was definitely interested.He leaned on the bar, and I walked up to him and politely asked, "Are you Mr. Wilbur Hopkins, also known as The El Centro Kid?"He growled.