Julie and Anne were sleeping in my bed, covers pushed aside. I could see their nakedness and I averted my eyes from them as I slipped over to my dress...er.Opening the drawer to pull out a T-shirt, it squeaked. I hunched my shoulders, not wanting to wake them. An arm went around my waist and I almost jumped out of my skin."Morning Bill. Fine day isn't it? You look a bit... silly in that robe. Why don't you take it off?"Anne had gotten up and stepped in close behind me. Her hands were busy trying. At the end of the runway, the plane turned onto the narrower taxiway, and came towards us at the hangar. Elsa held her arms up to indicate the preferred parking area. She’d flown so much she knew all of the hand signals that linemen used to direct aircraft to a parking space. The Lear taxied right to where she indicated. She crossed her wrists over her head to indicate that that was the spot to park.Brita was out of the plane and in my arms in seconds after the plane stopped and the stairway. Her mind goes click; "She must be passed away. What an unfortunate littlegirl. No wonder she looks so boyish. She can't even come with herclassmates. I am so sorry that I didn't understand earlier."Dear diary, Let me tell you how she chatted me up about schoolAt 10:09 am, she asks me about school and what teachers I like?I don't want to tell her lies because I'm sure she could tell so I justsay that I like art and in view of that so I would rather not talk aboutit. She just sort of guessed by. I kept the Colts as spares in case of trouble, but the Starr DAs were now my primary pistol.I made one more run this season with the freight company, but this time I got $5 a day. I was made the head guard an' had a crew of three men reportin' ta me. This run was ta Houston. It was liquor, again, but we did not get attacked this time. I do not know why, but I was happy for the boredom.The rainy season started an' shut down the heavy freight business. The wagon wheels got stuck in the mud, an'.