He sat there watching me. His eyes were dark blue, sharp and anxious. He wore an expensive looking suit that brought out the color of his eyes. His ha...ir, dark brown, was short and well groomed. There wasn't a lick of facial hair.I walked past him to the bathroom. Whisper was gone.I came back out and reached for the man but he said, "Stop!" and held up a small corked vial. He held it so close to my face that I had to back away to focus on it."Do you know what this is Mr. Setton?" he asked with a. “Did your relief not show up?”“No, he made it in,” Carolyn said, “it’s just that the roads are really bad, and he suggested that maybe I should wait until morning before I head home.”“A good suggestion,” Theresa replied. “This isn’t the kind of weather you want to be out driving in if you don’t really have to. And it’s not like there’s a shortage of empty beds for you to pick from.”“Err ... no, there’s not,” Carolyn said awkwardly, the quiver in her voice not going unnoticed by. We went out on the veranda to wait for them to come out. Jeff smoked a cigar, but I had not acquired the habit, yet.It took those three crooks a hell of a long time to eat, but they eventually showed up. We let them get to their horses and start to mount before Jeff said, "Y'ALL ARE UNDER ARREST FER BANK ROBBERY! STAY WHERE Y'ALL ARE, AN' WE WON'T SHOOT!" Now, we knew that they were not going to do like Jeff said, so we were prepared with our guns drawn.Maybe I'll understand when I get older,. She reached out, shining the light in front of her as she sat on the swing. Sophie’s mind was still whirling with thoughts of the girl. It was completely pitch black and all she could hear were the muffled sounds of the music and the trees blowing in the wind. Lost in her thoughts, Sophie was suddenly startled by the sound of footsteps approaching. She sat silently as she heard the stranger rattle the chain of the swing as they sat beside her. She contemplated speaking, unsure how the person.