The deputies taped off the area while Wilson covered his shoes and began collecting evidence and other loose stuff. Way more than half of what he coll...ected had no relation to the victim at all, but you couldn't be too careful. It was the forensic people's motto and I agreed.Eddie and Osborn began talking to anyone who would listen and talk back. They were talking to the window breaking neighborhood kids when the ME showed up. He was about a hundred year old white man.The heat was getting to us. In one of the outing, she told me about her husband. That bastard was having an affair with her friend. And finally went with her. She wept on my shoulders telling me he said many times he had loved her. But he didn’t mean it. I understood her pain of someone letting her down.I didn’t want to ruin the day for her. So I cracked a few jokes getting her to smile. She finally started to smile. We were having fun at this time. I took hold of her hand held it, and told her that she has a great life. He appeared to be relieved to be back. It definitely appeared that the women folk weren’t the only home bodies among the O’Donnells. Following a few words of advice from Thad and the usual goodbyes, I transferred back to the Kane farm in Tennessee.The midday meal, which we would call lunch, but the Kanes called dinner, was ready when I returned, and we all ate. There was less meat and more vegetables for meals here than the O’Donnells served and not any milk. Also tea was more prevalent than. I ended up a respectable fifth for the event, no thanks to me.When Melosa and I walked out of the side gate to the fenced enclosure, Pedro Diaz was standing there waiting for me. He gave me a big smile and shook my hand as if he were trying to detach it from my shoulder.“I didn’t know you were a vaquero too, Señor Abogado,” he said.I shrugged and told him the half-assed truth.“I’m not so much one now, Pedro. It seems as if it has been a hundred years since I did that last.”Pedro laughed and.