Nice to meet you.’ Martin took the man’s hand, grinning like an idiot. ‘Nice to meet you, too, sir, and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to ...kiss a beautiful woman.’ ‘Excuse me!’ The verbal paralysis that Chantal suffered from released her and she quickly found her voice. ‘Why are you talking about me like I’m not here?’ ‘I’m not.’ Martin grinned. ‘I certainly didn’t kiss you like you weren’t here!’ After hearing her father’s laughter, he turned back to her. ‘Is this your first time at. Then he went after Marsha, but she was somehow able to get into the nightstand where she kept a gun, shooting him three times point blank in the midsection. That’s when she called the police. John was dead but Moose underwent hours of surgery and lived to stand trial. What was so odd, and one of the reasons I couldn’t write the article, was that Moose and Marsha had been divorced for eighteen years. Also, Moose said nothing in his defense, pleading guilty and letting the jury decide if he would. You really went all out,” she said upon seeing the setup.His face warmed. “It’s no big deal.”“Maybe not for you,” she said, and then winked. “Put the comforter on the bed while I get the rest of my stuff.”Having already removed the quilt, it only took a few seconds to spread the comforter over the bed and a couple of pillows he’d pillaged from the jumble. By then, Heaven had pulled out her phone dock and a light purple bottle of lotion. She sat them on the nightstand and reached back into her. I'll cry my way out of it. think of something sad... umm think of the time your dog got put to sleep.. okay got it.' Tasha thought to herself. The cop walked to her window and she let it down. 'License, registration, and proof of insurance.' he said sternly. 'Umm, officer i only have my permit.' as she handed it with the registration and insurance. 'If you dont have a drivers license then why are you driving then Miss Kent?' the cop asked. Tasha began to cry 'Please sir understand i wanted to.