” It took me a while to fully understand what she was saying because I was still stunned from the way she kissed me. “Uhh… okay? See you later....” As I was walking back to the room I must have replayed that 2 second memory in my head a million times. I opened the door and sat on the bed with this dazed look in my eyes. My cousin Isaac suspected something and began questioning me “What happen to you? Grandma gave you a beating too?” “No, Marry just kissed me on the lips.” “What!? You serious?. But lately, I've even begun to doubt that. I reckon they're like us in some ways, scared to get hurt; getting hurt even when we don't mean to hurt them; hurting us guys when they didn't mean to. Just trying to get it right, like us guys, and not always getting it right." I sighed.Again we sat in silence. I was thinking about Davinia and where she fitted in my philosophy of life. TJ brought me back to the present, "So, what's this about tomorrow night, then? What you got lined up for me?" he. Angie was in the basement doing laundry so I went to her purse to get the keys. I found them and I also found three foil packets containing condoms. I stood there stunned as the implications of my find sank in. After the third child Angie and I had decided that three kids was enough and I had gotten myself a vasectomy after the birth of Jamie. I heard a noise behind me and I turned to see Angie standing there looking at me with her purse in my hand. I stared at her for a couple of moments and. "Thought I'd get you for sure this time," Charley said."You don't practice enough to beat me," Tyler answered.Charley shrugged, "Maybe so, I've got a wife and family to take care of but you need to get a life Tyler. All you do is write those stories of yours; if you're not writing, you're riding horses, and if you're not doing either of those you're playing cowboy at one of these action shooting contests, and pretending to be a gun slinger." Marshal; I'm always a marshal, trying to make the old.