He had a riding mower and, he assured her, it would be no trouble. Much nicer to come home without worrying about the grass! The train was on time, an...d as she had chosen to be travelling half way the morning, when the rush hour was over, it was easy to find a seat. She lifted her rucksack into the rack, and sat down with her Kindle. She much preferred paper books – she’d actually brought one along – but on a walking tour e-readers were really okay. She had two hours before she needed to change. Raven and I were cousins and the same age. We got closer in our teenage years with our tastes in music and our love to dance like no one’s watching. Raven had a caramel skin tone, was fairly curvy, had brown eyes, and had a big smile.Lillian still had an incredulous look on her face.“What?” I said.“You’re related. Wow…”“You’re acting like I’m the ugly one or something,” I said, laughing. I watched Raven’s hips sashay over to another booth. She bent over.“I didn’t say it,” Lillian responded.I. She didn't say anything, but she seemed to be having a good time. I accepted the claim ticket with a quick "thanks" and ascended into the strobe-lit upper floor. The first thing that I noticed was that nobody seemed to be dancing. I wasn't surprised terribly, since it was still early. Not one to completely buck tradition, I headed towards the bar. I had two parts to my plan after all, and it didn't need to be accomplished in any particular order."Hey man, what can I get ya?" The tattooed. Anyone have any comments?"Sarah Michaels spoke up right away saying, "Momma argued against daddy taking me to the church at first but by the time they packed my bags she was trying to convince me it was for the best. I don't think she can go against him very long. I would like to see my sister Grace and help her get away from there if possible."After a long pause in which it seemed nothing else would be said, Phyllis Dixon spoke up, "My mom got into a hell of a fight with daddy about them.