’ ‘Good!’ she said and disappeared into the kitchen. In just a short time Andrea reappeared carrying a tray-table that had our dinner upon it. S...he had really done a good job as I could see the sandwiches were on bulky rolls with lettuce and tomato on them, a pickle on the side and even some bottled water for us to enjoy. ‘Amazing!’ I said, ‘You did all this so quickly!’ ‘Really, it was nothing. Most of it was already prepared anyway and I had only to put it on the tray. It was nothing.’ ‘Well,. The table got back to toasting and started paying attention to the speeches. Ronnie looked over at me and smiled her approval. Ron caught the smile and gave me a wink. We were back on course. At least it looked that way.The wedding celebration continued. When it was time for the bride and Groom to leave the party, Ron quietly whispered to me, “Meet us at the motel. Wait until the bridal car leaves and then come up to the honeymoon suite.”“Fuck, Ron, this is your wedding night mate. I can’t be. We had even added a large deck and a pool in our backyard. When Nick lost his job he was never able to find anything that met his expectations and started getting depressed. His medication helps him some but all the drinking makes it even worse. Couple of weeks back when I turned 40, we didn’t even bother celebrating my birthday. My friends always complement me that since I never had kids I have been able to stay in good shape. I always tell them that the secret to being. After that, Thet was never the same. He still cared about me dearly however, because I was their son. Because of his old age, he wasn't able to run the Inn alone anymore. I helped him run it until something happened. One day, as I was changing the bed sheets of room three, I heard an someone outside yell "They're coming!". I had no idea who this "they" were, so I ran downstairs to ask what was happening. I saw Thet grabbing a sword from the shed, as I asked."It's Gillian Backwater. He's.