He hung a large bulletin board in the kitchen and at the top was a banner saying “Jennifer's Punishment List” and below was incidents that she wou...ld be spanked for. Peter showed Jennifer the list and next to each item was a number that would represent the number of strokes she would get for each infraction, then check marks for the number of times in a week that she broke the rules. Peter set the bar too high to begin with because some of the rules were things that he realized after a few days. From where I was standing, the outlaws were sort of lined up edge on facing the bar. That way, the only one I had a clear shot at was the one nearest to me. If I shot him, that would only warn the rest of them before I could shoot at them.In a moment, though, I had an inspiration. The saloon was laid out so that the door to the jakes (outhouse) behind the saloon was directly opposite the bar, so if I ran around the building, I could come in that door and get the drop on the whole gang and have. She jumped at the offer and soon we were at home having tea and sandwiches. I made up the spare bedroom and showed her the bathroom. We made small talk for a while before all deciding to turn in.Martin had already left for work when I awoke around 7 am, I jumped in the shower, threw on a robe and went to the kitchen to make some coffee. It was not long before Chantel joined me and we sat chatting away. I told her there was a direct train at midday and I could run her to the station.“That would. Fidgety and nervous and trying desperately hard not tostare, James grasped the warmth of the boy?s adolescent hand and stepped downout of the claustrophobic stagecoach into the fresh Georgia early-evening air.Eager to make a good first impression (but hardly knowing why), James said,?Thank you, kindly, Mr.??.?? The boy seemed caught off guard both by the respectfultitle and what seemed like a sincere wish to know his name. ?Ummmm, er??..Abel, sir,? the boy stuttered, looking down shyly forthe.