They were pictures of a young family: Cathy’s family. A wedding group, some holiday shots, a formal photograph of her with a man and child, her husb...and and son Ben assumed, and one which particularly caught his eye, a candid portrait of Cathy smiling at something out of shot, her striking beauty such a contrast to the sad broken woman he knew. Returning the pictures to the drawer, he was careful to put the portrait on top. For the remainder of the week he returned every day to check that. I am amiable and they all know that as long as its in the general direction and we both arrive alive I don’t really care, as long as we both get there. Wherever there is.’ Brian said with a chuckle. Tanya shook her head in agreement, ‘Well when ever you’re done here.’ Brain waved as he went for the next bag of animal food from the appropriate cupboard. ************* ‘Hey Brian’ hollered Micheal as Brian walked in to the section of the stables that the horses that weren’t ridden all that much. Carefully we skirted the ploughed fields of grain that lay before us and instead moved up a slope towards the plains once more. Doing so would place us above the fields of crops and I hoped that we could get a good look at the surroundings before we headed onward once more. From the top of the ridge we had a great view of everything. Before us lay fields upon fields of young grain growing tall in the summer sun. The area before us was fairly wide in comparison to what we'd encountered on our. Almost no one was in there expect I noticed two girls sitting at the end of the bar. They both looked hot as hell with their slutty little punk look. I took a seat mid way down the bar and ordered a beer and thought that I would wait a bit to see if anyone showed up. I sat there for a few minutes and would glance down the bar to catch another look at the two girls. When I noticed that one of them was a total knock out. She was wearing a zip up green hoodie and a torn up Dead Kennedys t-shirt. .