"They're in the back barn. They still got the tack on them since no one was here to do the work. Don't fret none, it won't hurt em. You go take a look...."Waite headed out to the back barn to inspect his haul. He stripped the saddles off all the horses, first off. Then he got the stiff bristled brush out and gave them all a good brushing. He was working on the third horse when a boy of about 12 wandered by. He called the boy over and asked if he'd like to earn a dollar. The boy was overjoyed at. “She’s going to ask him what about!” Now Blake Willis had something specific to be worried about.“Well, now, I guess we’ll find out what a verbal tsunami is like,” he said. “Candace, if you see your dad, your other dad...”“Daddy, I already know what I’m going to say to him, and it has nothing to do with Marian Carton, not directly. But, if things work out the way they should, maybe she will benefit from the result. And, so will Dad,” she said. Her daddy gave her a look. She was indeed something. “Well, it’s only a couple of games, and we’ll just have to make sure we don’t play them. It just felt nice to have a lot of kids on the sideline when we won, didn’t it?” All the coaches around the table again nodded in agreement.“Hell, I don’t know about you guys, but I like the atmosphere around the school during homecoming week. The students are excited because of the chance for a party. The football team gets a little bit more of an incentive from their friends and significant others to win. .. what more do you want to ... put me through."Constancia pulled her towards her roughly, "I'm not done with you yet, you cheap little puta," she said cruelly. Almost as an afterthought she asked in a slightly, more neutral voice, "Who is at your house right now?" Nena not thinking replied, "Carlos and my stupid drunken father. Everyone else is at church."Constancia just smiled.Carlos was Nena's fifteen-year-old brother. Like most boys his age, he was totally preoccupied with girls. Often.