I pulled the waggon over to the side of the road and stood up to get a better view. One of the farmhouses which we had been advancing towards when the... cuirassiers struck us was in my field of vision, but today we had approached Quatre Bras from a different direction than in 1815, so I could not quite orient myself.I had just sat down, ready to whip up the horses, when Woody said.“Those horsemen stopped when we stopped, and I don’t think they were viewing the battlefield. They are definitely. "A game eh?" I responded with a smile at all three boys, "Sounds fun, what's the game?" Truth or dare." Mark replied as though I should know the game.I must have looked puzzled because my son explained how the game was played, putting it simply we each took it in turns to answer a question or do a dare, stating which we wanted to do first, the questions would be put by the other players and if it was thought that the answer given was false a challenge could be made. This was where the game got. "Lesley's smile vanished and was replaced by anger."I will finish my drink and my business here.(then unwisely added)If you had been more of a woman, he wouldn't have ever come to my bed."The crowd could see the muscles tensing in the back of Daisy's legs.Then Daisy pounced.Lesley screamed as the Puerto Rican girl grabbed a handful of Lesley's long blonde hair. Lesley's head flew back as Daisy twisted and then bent her over the small table. Lesley struggled to get away but Daisy was determined. The kids would take their cousin’s old rooms; they had been gone for years, although they might stop by next weekend. Francine was working at an ad agency in New York, and Jimmy was a welder in Baltimore. Sue would sleep in the den, which Frank had converted to a home office, but it still had a convertible couch in it.The rest of the afternoon was spent moving people into bedrooms and catching up on family since they had last talked. Frank showed the Mallory clan the grounds, promising to take.