I guess it was just my turn that morning. Bruce a large black guy helped me up to my feet by putting his hands under my arms and yanking me to my feet.... Well sort of, you see I'm only about 5'3” tall at the age of 19, Bruce on the other hand was 6'8” tall at the age of 19. Oh wait a moment, I think you guys might be getting the wrong idea. We are all living in a halfway house for those of us who were orphans. You see they started these halfway houses for us cause of the number of us that ended. I took the deer rifle with its scope first. I wasn't sure which rifle had more stopping power but decided the scope would give me a little edge. Releasing the safety, I took careful aim at a cat about two-thirds the way to the trapped people's building and fired. The sound of the gun was loud and got everything's attention. The cat I selected was hit but jumped up howling. I let it have another which downed it for a moment. This time when it rose up, I could see that it was unsteady. After. She would be able to experience being a new mother and not look any different to other women going through the same thing. It would probably help her to think of herself as a young newlywed, which she would be.He told her that since they would now age at the same rate the extra fifty years, she had on him just meant he was less likely to die before her. So, they would be more likely to go together, and that suited him just fine, as he couldn’t contemplate life without her. He’d had to hug her. Turner, do you have any beer?" Nathan asks and I hesitate answering him thinking what if he isn't old enough to drink? "Don't worry Mrs.Turner, we both are at the legal drinking age. Kara is twenty-two and I just turned twenty-three," Nathan says and I sigh in relief. I grab four millers and turn around to see Kara whispering in my husband’s ear. She looks over at me and grins. I glare at Jason and he gulps down his beer. "So, Mrs. Turner, Jason tells us you two just retired. You seem young to.