She had a whole load of debt, a crippling pile of it, Jesus had Silas been a fool, I could scarcely believe it but we took what was ours and I went to see her at the Grand Hotel where I found she was staying, which didn’t need no Sherlock Holmes sleuthing as she parked the Studebaker right outside of it. “You’d have the shirt off my back,” one guy accused as we re-possessed his farm, hell I let him borrow his own cart to get to the train depot, and the shirt was full of holes anyway, but things were so bad we were literally taking paintings, furniture the lot off guys who were respected citizens last year, Silas could never have done it, but hey, it was them or me. Xnxx.com I went to see her, she was still at the Grand, “How are
