’ I looked Chris in the eye and said, ‘Her mother is dying and she’s a CPS runaway. She ain’t here, and neither am I.’ Chris shrugged his sh...oulders and said, ‘Like I said. Some things never change. You get in trouble and then find someone else in trouble to help while your still trying to fix your own.’ I laughed at that and said, ‘At least I’m good at it. Gotta do what your good at.’ Chris shook his head and asked, ‘So when do I meet this passenger?’ I called Amanda out and introduced her to. When Roger decided to move into it, he had it rehabilitated.The shell repairs and up grades had cost him almost 12k but it had been worth the money. The roof structure was good for a big wind and the roofing material was a fifty year metal roof. It might need painting and resealing sometime, but it should be good for many years of service. The two window opening, one each side, had been tripled in size. Then thermal pane windows had been installed. The two garage doors had been removed first. I feel paralyzed just at the thought of looking at it, who has messaged me. I look around, as if someone ist watching me. As if someone watched me do...what I did. As if someone will tell everyone what I did....what WE did. Knowing that nothing will spare me from the cruel passing of time, I reach into the pocket and pull out my phone. The screen lights up brightly, hurting my eyes softly. The I see it. Four messages. All by 'Sabrina'. God. What the fuck did we do, honey, I ask myself. A swipe. The strength of the applause which dwarfed that previously offered by male hands, meant he’d have to see this woman in private, in order to buy her off. Lana smiled on knowing his thoughts; he’d be bought, punished for his impudence, and enslaved in perpetuity.The meeting dissolved without any credible conclusions, a further date set, and the masculine quota slunk away in disgruntled fashion, while the women perked their hats and adjusted their garb in sweet contentment, Faulkner the only male.