After we had showered and dressed, we walked out to see all our fans, cheerleaders and pep-squad were still there with us. The radio station was still... broadcasting and the announcer came over to Ben and I.“Ben Bolden, it looks like you and The Dalton Gang have done it again. Did the game go as you had planned?” he asked the usual questions.“Yes Sir. Coach Clark and Coach Miller had it scripted out for us and we ran the offense just as we’d planned,” Ben answered.“Rick Dalton, you wound up with. “Caleb, we’ve got a burst. There’s water everywhere. Please come!”I promised I would be there soon, told Sally and gave her the car keys. She drove off and I gathered my plumbing tools and walked over to their house. On my way I gave a wry smile: first, Sally and I were looking forward to a relaxed weekend when Gordon had a heart attack. Now, Sally and I, being shattered after all the stress of the previous two weeks, were looking forward to the rest of Sunday in blessed peace and quiet, and. He knew there was something off that first night when he first touched her. It had been four months since they had been together. When ever they had a chance to steel some alone time it was always taken, even if it mend meeting at some out of the way motel for an hour or two, it was worth it. It had been nearly a year since she made the heart wrenching decision to marry a man that she has never loved in order to protect the family secret. She had falling in love with the only man that she has. Three minutes. Her father would be exactly on time. She dumped the stack of books on the counter, snapping a Gold card on top of them, and looked out the high windows, watching feet go by on the walkway.She didn't bother to notice if the cashier had given her the total of the books. She absently signed the credit card slip and kept the bottom copy, grabbing the bag and her card and walking out without a word. Just as she pushed open the big doors and walked into the suffocating heat, a silver.