"Janet nodded. "I agree, especially with the way they feel about you." Huh?"Janet giggled. "Don't you know your little sisters adore you? From the stu...pid look on your face, I guess you didn't. And there is something else about them you don't know."John was embarrassed to have neglected his sisters for so long. "Yeah, I'll bet there is a lot about them I don't know. I guess I'm a pretty crummy excuse for a big brother.'"Oh, don't be too hard on yourself, John. You've been kind of preoccupied. Zoe placed her hand on my shoulder and looked over at me, “Nothing, just relax” she responded. I was still uneased by the thought of what might be going on so I pushed for more detail. “Just don’t do anything stupid Zoe” I insisted. Zoe smiled and moved her head to the side, “I won’t hurt you darling, I promise”. Her smile put me at ease, I trusted her. I knew Zoe wouldn’t ever hurt me, that much was clear. For the duration of the night I lost the feeling of anticipation for Zoe’s gift.. Would you please be gracious enough to join me for a cup of afternoon tea tomorrow afternoon at four? I pray you will accept my offer and look forward to your visit. Sincerely, Imelda Weston Clarke’“On a separate piece of paper she left me her address. I was intrigued to say the least. Who was this woman? What could she have to show me that she felt so strongly that I would be interested in seeing? I didn’t make up my mind whether I was going to go or not until Friday morning. My curiosity. ”A few minutes later, we saw, and then heard, a motorcycle approaching from the overpass to our front. Chanelle had pulled her truck close to Abby’s, dismounted, and was watching behind us. I was watching the passenger side of the road, while Abby watched the driver’s side. We both looked forward, too, and shared our attention with the approaching bike and the people beyond.The machine rolled up to us and stopped. The rider certainly wasn’t concealing much in the leathers she wore, and she.