He took me in when I was seven, after my folks were killed in a car accident. It was him that taught me how to shoot, hunt and fish. He was more of a ...father to me than a grandfather. I really miss him.’ ‘What’s a car? Is it like your Power Wagon? And what caused the accident?’ ‘Yeah, a car is sorta like my truck, only smaller. They’re more for passengers than carrying stuff like my truck. Four people at a time can ride comfortably in them, but you can’t carry as much. Their car was hit head-on. A few days later Jan rang me and said, “Remember what you said about that dog fuck?”“Yes, Why do you want to do it?”“I have been thinking about it and I read that story and I think it might be good fun, if you don’t mind I would be prepared to try it.”“I would have to be there to make sure you don’t get hurt or anyht=thing, it might be good fun.”“It would be for the dog, and it certainly sounds interesting the way she did it.”“OK, where do we find the dog?” I asked.“There is an old guy who. " They all agreed with him while they began shuttling their efforts out to the hallway in preparation for shipment.However, while both Frank and Linda were busy moving boxes downstairs to the storage area, the girls got everyone else to hang back."Uh, excuse me," Patricia added apologetically, "Anh has something to say to you, Cate. She didn't want to say it while your parents were here, but there's some things that the rest of us haven't been willing to say. She says, while you talk about. ” said Charlie, continuing to stroke his chin, "I wouldn’t complain. Whoops! Here they come!” “Shove over, guys,” said Lily as she lowered her ample frame onto the couch. She patted the section next to her, nodding to Loren, turning to Charlie. Loren says you like her flip-flops? And I thought you were fans of these!” Lily crossed her legs, extending them. Then she bent forward undoing the straps on her high-heeled sandals. “What say we trade?” “Jerry’s developed a taste for flats, lately,”.