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DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. If you are offended by 
sexually explicit material or are under the age of 18, stop reading 
now. This material cannot be reproduced for commercial purposes 
without the consent of the author.

Glen Wiseman
By
Lazlo Zalezak
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezak, 2003

Chapter 20

Thanksgiving was in a week and the November weather was cold 
and damp. It threatened to snow, but wasn't cold enough to deliver 
on that threat. Instead, it rained with a savagery that made one 
huddle in the house with a feeling of thanks for having a house. 
Glen walked quickly from the woodshop to the house, trying to 
keep from getting overly wet.

The twins greeted him with open arms. Both were wearing his 
shirts and nothing underneath. He couldn't help himself as he tried 
to peak down the front at the breasts barely covered. They laughed 
when they noticed where his eyes had drifted. Wanda said, "If you 
want to see them..."

"... you should ask us to take off the shirts."

Glen laughed and answered, "Trying to peak is half the fun."

"What's the other half?"

Laughing, Glen suddenly reached out and grabbed both of the 
twins around their waists. Lifting them in the air, he carried them 
into the bedroom. As he went, he said, "Unwrapping and playing 
with them, of course."

Amidst lots of giggling, the twins tried to fight for their release. 
Glen set them upon the bed and started undressing. The twins, in 
playful fright, hugged each other and complained that the mean old 
grump was going to take advantage of them. Their protests were 
offset by the fact that they were slowly unbuttoning the last 
remaining buttons on their shirts. Glen after kicking off his boots, 
nearly fell over trying to get out of his pants. Finally, he freed 
himself from his blue jeans and leapt on the bed with the twins. 
The twins removed his briefs, enjoying the sight of his manhood 
standing at attention and saluting them. 

Glen grabbed Sandra and wrestled her to the bed. He tore the shirt 
off her and began sucking on a breast. His left hand rubbed the 
nipple of her other breast. Both nipples were erect with excitement. 
Grabbing his head, she held it to her breast as she winked at 
Wanda. Sandra whispered in his ear, "I can't wait to have your hot 
cock in my wet cunt."

Glen moaned in excitement at the sexy talk. He sucked her nipple 
into his mouth and played with it using his tongue. She took a deep 
breath from the excitement and said, "Oh, that's so good. I know in 
a few minutes your cock is going to be pounding into me."

Glen's erection started leaking pre-come.  The whole idea of being 
atop her and pounding away excited him. He took a little nip at her 
nipple. The suddenness of the sensation drove her to a higher level 
of excitement. He could feel her spreading her legs beneath him in 
an invitation to mount her. She whispered, "Oh, you're going to 
fuck me so hard and strong and long. God, I can't wait to have your 
cock in me."

Glen had wanted to get down and eat her, but her words were 
driving him crazy. It was very seldom that she talked dirty, but 
when she did, she wanted him in her hard and fast. He started to 
position himself between her spread legs. As he rubbed his cock 
over her swollen lips, she wiggled down trying to get his cock in 
her.

He was about to enter her when he felt a finger with lubrication on 
his ass. The finger pushed a glob of lube into his ass. The force of 
the action drove his cock into Sandra's waiting cunt. A hand gently 
kneaded his balls as a blunt object forced itself against his asshole. 
He thrust into Sandra in one hard push. She screamed and shouted, 
"Yes, fuck me! Make me scream my pleasure!"

Wanda, standing behind Glen, wore a strap-on dildo. It was a small 
one, but larger than anything Glen had ever experienced. She 
pushed against his asshole, watching as it resisted the penetration 
for a second and then accepted it. The motion drove him into 
Sandra even more. He slowly pulled his cock back until it almost 
left her cunt. Wanda slammed into him with the dildo driving him 
into Sandra. Sandra screamed out, "Yes, that's it. Fuck me. Both of 
you, fuck me."

Wanda began thrusting awkwardly into Glen. He timed his actions 
so that his thrusts into Sandra co-incited with the thrusts into him. 
Grunting and moaning as the sensation of having his cock 
enveloped by a hot and wet cunt competed with the feeling of 
fullness in his ass. A rhythm emerged that allowed Wanda to 
rapidly fuck his ass with the strap-on while rubbing her clit in a 
most delicious manner.

Sandra, underneath Glen and her sister, was getting pounded 
double. She could feel Glen's thrusts and the thrusts of the dildo 
into him. She had started a low keening instinctual scream. Glen 
gave up all control and began thrusting as hard and fast as he 
could, emitting a roar like a lion mounting a lioness.

Wanda, approaching orgasm, was hardly withdrawing the dildo at 
all. She was pushing hard against his ass constantly as her clit 
responded to very slight changes in pressure. The impending 
orgasm destroyed all of her control over the dildo. She was shaking 
and thrusting without thought as her orgasm overtook her by 
surprise. The strength and power of it was overwhelming. She fell 
across Glen's back.

Sandra, feeling the effects, began to come. She screamed her 
pleasure to the ceiling as the muscles in her cunt tried to milk Glen. 
Her orgasm, once it began, didn't seem to end. She used her legs to 
entrap both Glen and Wanda in a tight embrace.

Glen, roaring and shouting, started to come. He found himself 
getting hammered in the ass by Wanda as she recovered while he 
had come. The sensations stretched out his orgasm. Even with the 
dildo in his ass, he felt manlier than ever before.  He continued to 
thrust even as he ejaculated into Sandra. His cock was hard as steel 
and didn't wilt; he just continued to thrust.

Wanda, delighted at seeing him orgasm, had started to pull out of 
him. When she saw that he was continuing, she started slamming 
the dildo into him harder than before. The increased action 
returned her to an orgasmic level very quickly. After that, it was a 
roller coaster of intense orgasms followed by little reprieves that 
shortened until she was experiencing orgasms continuously. 

Glen had become an animal. His hands had moved under Sandra 
and were now grasping her by the shoulders. Thrusting into her 
and pulling her onto him simultaneously, he quit making noises 
that were even remotely human as he approached his second 
orgasm.

Sandra had been experiencing orgasms for almost thirty minutes 
solid. She was trembling and shaking. Her legs fell to the bed, no 
longer holding Glen and Wanda to her. Her perception of the world 
had narrowed to her experience of orgasm.

Wanda, in awe at the sight of Glen's animal nature emerging, had 
tired from thrusting the dildo into him and shaking as a result of 
her orgasms. She fell off Glen and climbed onto the bed next to 
him. The dildo, held by the harness, pointed to the ceiling. 

The sudden absence of the dildo in his ass drove Glen over the 
edge. He thrust into Sandra one final time as he came. He roared 
and shook as the come pulsed through his cock. He collapsed onto 
Sandra and held her tightly.

It was much later that he was able to roll off her. The cold air on 
the skin that had been held against her hot body was shocking. His 
breath still trembled as he regained control over his body. He 
finally looked over at Sandra and Wanda. Both looked as worn out 
as he felt. 

They lay on the bed, not speaking or moving. Come ran from 
Sandra's cunt and pooled to form a wet spot on the bed. The dildo, 
in an obscene parody of male anatomy, stood waving with each 
breath that Wanda took. Glen lay there as his asshole slowly 
returned to normal size and the juices of his activities with Sandra 
dried on his cock into a crusty mess.

They slowly roused themselves. Sandra turned to Glen and said, 
"Wow, you were amazing."

Glen answered, "Me? You two nearly killed me. I've never come 
like that."

Wanda said, "That was amazing."

Sandra added, "Our last fuck in this house..."

"... had to be special," said Wanda as she finished her sister's 
sentence. The twins had just lived out their favorite fantasy, 
knowing that Glen would enjoy it as much as they.

Glen sighed as he said, "Yes, our last fuck here."

Wanda stood up and removed the harness. She held the dildo 
gently by the base for a moment and then said, "Let me get cleaned 
up and I'll finish packing."

Sandra said, "I'll strip the beds, wash the sheets and then get 
cleaned up."

Glen just lay there staring at the ceiling. He looked at the rough 
wood wall of the cabin with a sigh. He remembered setting those 
logs just a couple of years ago. That had been a much different 
phase of his life than now. He turned and kissed Sandra saying, "I 
love you so much, I don't know how to tell you."

Tears formed in her eyes as she felt the depth of emotion that 
motivated his statement. He got up and gently kissed Wanda. He 
looked deep in her eyes as he said, "You complete me and make 
me a man. I love you from the depths of my heart."

Tears formed in her eyes as his words touched her with a 
tenderness that she had never experienced. The twins moved 
together, arms around each other, and as one person answered, 
"You are my guardian and my lover. I love you with both my 
bodies and entire soul."

 From anyone else, that would have seemed strange, but Glen 
recognized the depth of unity that existed between the twins. He 
smiled and answered, "I know."

The twins split, with each going to her tasks as Glen left the 
bedroom and went to the kitchen. Grabbing a soft drink, he 
replaced the water that he had sweat out during that amazing 
session of love. There were only a few things left to move out to 
the truck and the packing would be complete. He looked around 
the empty cabin realizing that it was the first time that it had ever 
been without furniture. It looked so spacious empty.

He waited his turn for the shower. When Sandra came out, he went 
in and took his shower. Everything he touched reminded him of 
how much work it had been to build. The bathroom had been the 
first room in the house that he had completed. He had done it so 
that the twins wouldn't have to go to the outhouse in the woods. He 
finished his shower and dried off. He used the towel to clean the 
shower one last time. He carried the towels out with him and added 
them to the washer.

He dressed and then disassembled the bed in the bedroom. He 
carried the parts to the truck with ease. The mattress, though bulky, 
was not too heavy. He wrestled it through the house and added it to 
the truck. He closed the door on the truck to prevent things from 
getting wet. Returning to the house, he made another sweep 
through each room. All of them were empty. The only things left 
were a few soft drinks in the refrigerator.

He joined the twins on the floor. They were waiting for the dryer to 
ring so that they could pack the last few towels and bedding. A 
single box stood in the corner of the room waiting to be filled with 
the laundry. He broke the silence by saying, "I never realized how 
big the cabin was."

Sandra grinned and said, "It's big for one, but four people kind of 
pushed it to its limits."

Wanda laughed in agreement. She said, "We did have a lot of fun 
times here even though it was kind of crowded."

Glen reached over and tickled Wanda. She jerked around trying to 
get out of his reach. He laughed and said, "Don't worry. We're 
going to have plenty of good times yet."

They laughed and talked about their plans. The Internet magazine 
was going to continue for as long as it made money. After that, 
they weren't worried. Glen still had lots of money and the twins 
had saved almost everything they had earned from the magazine. 
The three of them didn't really need to work for the rest of their 
lives. They weren't rich, but the interest off the money they did 
have was a nice $75,000 a year. They could spend a hundred 
thousand on a new house and still have a pretty good annual 
income. 

The dryer finally announced that the laundry was dry with its 
characteristic ding. The twins got up to take care of that. Glen went 
out to the back porch and looked at the orchard. Next year it would 
produce enough fruit that a person might actually get a chance to 
eat some. It was a shame that he wouldn't be here. He was going to 
miss that and the trout stream.

He went back in the house just as the twins sealed the box of 
laundry. He picked it up and carried it outside to the truck. As he 
finished closing the door, the twins came out of the cabin rushing 
into the front seat to wait for him to join them. He returned to the 
house and took one more look around. Tears came to his eyes as he 
looked over the work that he had done and was now abandoning. 
To say it didn't hurt would be a lie, but he recognized the necessity.

He returned to the truck and got in the drivers seat. He started the 
truck and drove off without looking back. He sniffed as he turned 
out of the drive onto the road. The twins looked in his direction 
rather than at their old house. It hurt them every time they drove by 
it. Glen just stared straight ahead. 

They reached the diner in time for lunch and joined Oliver and CJ 
in the corner booth. The three of them squeezed into the seat on the 
opposite side of the booth from them. A chair was in place at the 
end of the table for the Sheriff, but he hadn't arrived.

Oliver greeted them, "Hello. I'm glad we got a chance to see you 
before you left."

Glen smiled as the twins giggled. He said, "We couldn't leave 
without saying goodbye to you guys. You have been an important 
part of our lives. We ate at your place for special occasions, we 
shared good times fishing, and you joined our circle of love."

Wanda and Sandra hugged Glen's arms and leaned their heads 
against his shoulders. The day waitress came over and said, "Hello, 
CJ. Can't believe you're eating in this dump."

"Hey, that's not nice."

The waitress laughed and said, "You work here and know what the 
food is like."

The whole table laughed at the good natured teasing. Glen asked, 
"What's the daily special?"

The waitress winked at CJ and answered, "Hero sandwiches."

Glen groaned at the special. He said, "Six daily specials and five 
slices of cherry pie."

Laughing, CJ shook her head and said, "You are not a very nice 
man sometimes."

Glen laughed and replied, "Hey, it's my last chance at getting back 
at him. By the way, did you recommend that they have hero 
sandwiches today?"

"Guilty as charged!"

The twins giggled as they said in one voice, "Our hero."

The general laugher continued until the Sheriff came in the 
restaurant. He strolled over to the table and hitched up his pants. 
They immediately fell down again. He said, "There's entirely too 
much laughing here."

Glen and Oliver shouted him down. Dale sat down in the chair 
with a smile and a laugh. He said, "It's good that I've had a chance 
to see you before you leave. I have a little business to conclude 
before lunch and then we can enjoy ourselves."

Glen looked surprised and asked, "What business?"

Dale winked at CJ and said, "Well, the Cliff Metchette wing of the 
library is going to be opening soon."

Wanda and Sandra sat there open mouthed at the news. Sandra 
responded, "The town named a wing of the library after my 
brother?"

"Yes, it did. We voted last night to use the reward money that Glen 
donated to the town to build a new wing for the children."

Glen looked very puzzled and said, "I didn't realize there was 
enough reward money to build a whole new wing."

Dale smiled and answered, "Well, we found that they were also 
involved with drugs, Marihuana in particular. We've confiscated a 
lot of property from them."

Oliver glanced in Glen's direction and winked. Glen didn't 
understand the gesture. Dale noticed and interrupted, "And it 
wasn't the paltry bit that you put in their cars that night."

Oliver had the grace to look embarrassed as Glen looked at him 
with a smile. He hadn't known Oliver had done that, but he 
understood. It would be even harder for the fanatics to get popular 
opinion behind them if they were also accused of drug use. Oliver 
finally asked, "So what was it?"

Dale answered, "they were using their properties to raise 
Marihuana for sale. They didn't work and that's how they were 
funding themselves. Under the law, we got their cars, their 
property, and the old church they had the stuff stored in. As a 
result, we have enough money out of this to build a whole wing 
and dedicate it to Cliff."

Glen smiled as he thought about the legacy for his friend. He 
asked, "Can I make a request?"

Dale looked puzzled for a moment and then shrugged his 
shoulders. "What is it?"

Glen got serious and said, "Can you stock it with good books? 
Books that have a message of hope for the future. I mean books 
like Tom Sawyer, Treasure Island, Robinson Crusoe, and A 
Wrinkle In Time. Nice books like Tom Swift, Nancy Drew, and 
Harry Potter. I'd like to see the children of this town grow up with 
a sense of adventure."

Everyone was watching Glen intently. He continued, "Can you get 
science books with neat projects? Books about light, magnetism, 
dinosaurs, and chemistry. Things that teach them how nature 
works. I'd like to see the children grow up with a sense of wonder 
about the world around them."

"Can you put pictures of man stepping on the moon or climbing 
Mount Everest? Pictures of Madam Curie, Albert Einstein riding 
his bicycle, and Presidents. I want pictures of famous people when 
they are old and when they were young. I want our young to 
believe that they can grow up here and become famous because 
others have grown up in similar circumstances and become 
famous."

Wanda said, "Cliff would have liked that."

CJ looked at Glen with respect. She said, "Yes, Cliff would have 
liked that."

Dale answered, "I'll do what I can. I think it is an admirable vision 
that you have."

"Thanks."

The conversation fell silent, but not the kind that feels awkward. 
The food arrived and everyone ate the hero sandwiches. Even 
though Glen had not ordered it, she had brought milk for everyone. 
It was well known that he enjoyed milk with his meal. He drank 
his milk and smiled at everyone around the table. He grinned at 
Dale thinking about desert.

It didn't take long for the six hungry people to finish their 
sandwiches. The waitress brought over the five pieces of pie. Glen 
looked over at Dale with a smile and said, "This really looks 
good."

Dale smiled back and said, "It sure does."

Glen was rather surprised by the smile on Dale's face. He made a 
big production of cutting off a little piece of the pie. He kept 
glancing at Dale to see the effect, but Dale just sat back with his 
hands folded over his stomach smiling from ear to ear. Glen slowly 
brought the piece of pie to his mouth. With slow deliberateness, he 
put the piece of pie in his mouth. Half a second later he was 
spitting it out. He asked, "What in the hell is this?"

Dale broke out laughing at Glen. He could hardly talk for laughing, 
but he managed to get out, "It's sugar free pie!"

Glen fumed, sad that his little revenge had been undermined. He 
said, "How could you?"

The Sheriff waved to the waitress. She brought over two more 
slices of pie. She set one down in front of Glen and another in front 
of the Sheriff. Dale said, "Hey, you didn't think I knew you would 
try that?"

Wanda and Sandra giggled. Wanda said, "Glen, we all knew he 
was going to trick you."

The laughter around the table was contagious. Even Glen laughed 
as he ate his pie. There was a lot of good natured teasing around 
the table. Most of it was aimed at Glen, but Dale received his fair 
share. 

When the coffee and pie had been finished, Glen held up a hand to 
get everyone's attention. Wanda and Sandra sat up as well. Glen 
said, "Before we go, there are a few pieces of important business 
that I have to finish."

Oliver looked puzzled and asked, "Like what?"

Glen handed him the deed to his cabin along with the keys. He 
said, "The cabin is yours. I know how much you enjoy the trout 
stream and the cross country ski trails. I know you will take care of 
it and cherish it as much as I."

Oliver stared at Glen in shock while CJ sat there stunned as well. 
The entire table was silent as the magnitude of the gift 
overwhelmed them. Oliver protested, "It's too much. I can't take it 
from you."

Glen smiled and answered, "You can take it from me even if it is 
too much. Like I said, you entered our circle of love. It is yours."

The Sheriff looked at Glen with an expression that was bittersweet. 
He had worked so hard to bring Glen out of his isolation. Now that 
he had been successful, Glen was leaving. There wouldn't be any 
late fall hunting trips with the son of his best friend.

Wanda and Sandra turned to Dale. After a quick glance between 
them, Wanda said, "This is for you, Dale."

Sandra added, "It is the title and keys to our place."

Dale reached out with shaking hands and accepted the envelope. 
He said, "I don't know what to say. Most of the time, your brother 
and I disagreed about his business. Why would you do this?"

Wanda said, "That was nothing. You gave Glen to him and us. You 
put us with a great protector. He knew that and despite anything 
else..."

"... he loved you for it. You also let Glen act as he had to on 
several occasions. Cliff's death was properly avenged." Sandra 
finished and looked at Dale. 

Dale was shocked. Tears formed in the corners of his eyes. He 
wiped them and tried to look gruff, but wasn't very successful. 
Finally, with more emotion than anyone thought possible, he said, 
"Thank you. I'm overwhelmed and don't know what to say."

Dale sat there for a second and then left the table. Watching him 
leave, Glen and Oliver understood the reason. The twins were 
confused and looked to CJ. They asked, "Did we upset him?"

CJ shook her head and answered, "I've never seen him so 
overcome with emotion. I think you made him very happy and 
very humble at the same time."

Wanda said, "We just wanted to thank him."

Sandra added, "He's done so much for us."

"We are alive because of his help," said Wanda. She looked 
towards the rest room where the Sheriff had disappeared.

"We have love because of his help," added Sandra as she looked at 
CJ in concern.

Glen explained, "You've made him very happy. Do you know how 
much that means to him? He's seen himself as your father the 
whole time you've been here. He and Helena didn't have children. 
He kind of adopted you. Do you think that he would have had 
weekly checkups on your state of mind if he hadn't cared for you?"

The twins looked at each other. They looked like they were on the 
verge of tears, realizing they hadn't realized that Dale cared that 
much about them. Glen knew at that moment, that he was between 
them when they needed to be together. He leaned back and put his 
arms around them in a group hug. Reaching out to each other, the 
twins touched hands as tears streamed down their faces. 

Sandra recovered first and said, "Oh, look at us."

"We're a mess," finished Wanda.

All three of them got out of the booth so that the twins could go to 
the ladies room. Typical of women everywhere, CJ joined them. It 
was just Oliver and Glen at the table. Oliver reached out a hand 
and said, "Friend, if you ever need me call me and I'll be there."

Glen shook his hand and replied, "I know that. I know you'll take 
care of CJ. We care about her a lot. Cliff loved her. He never said 
it to me, but I think he loved you too."

Oliver looked around uncomfortable and then leaned forward. He 
said, "I loved him. I really did. I don't know why it took us so long 
to get together, but once it happened the magic was there."

Glen nodded as the statement confirmed his expectations. He said, 
"Well, I'm sorry that it ended the way it did."

The Sheriff returned to the table and noticed that all of the women 
were gone. He said, "Did I scare them off?"

"No, they went to do their makeup."

Dale looked at Glen and Oliver as though he had come to a great 
decision. He sat down and turned to Oliver. He said, "I know about 
you and CJ. I want you to know that I accept your relationship. 
The race thing isn't a problem."

In a state of total shock, Oliver stared at Dale for a moment and 
then said, "Really? I guess I misjudged you. I really have to 
apologize for that."

Dale answered, "A year ago, I would have been all over your ass. 
Today, I know that it is what is in your heart that is important. Just 
be careful and protect her, not everyone in town is going to be so 
understanding."

Oliver nodded and said, "We seldom even sit next to each other in 
public."

Dale said, "Well, you'll be safe at Glen's place for now. I don't 
know what the future will hold. All that I do know is that once a 
bunch of people decide someone is doing something they think is 
wrong that all hell can break loose."

Oliver glanced at Glen noticing the look on his face. He nodded 
and said, "Yes, I know that now too."

Dale extended a hand and said, "Welcome to the family."

Oliver, still in a state of shock, took the hand. He answered, 
"Thank you very much, sir."

Glen smiled as he considered that everything was working out 
well. Looking much better, the women returned from their trip to 
the restroom. The twins squeezed onto the chair, pushing Glen 
against the window. Dale turned to the twins and said, "Thank you 
very much for your gift. I will keep it in trust for you. When you 
need it, it will still be there for you."

The twins glanced at Glen and then Wanda replied, "I'm afraid that 
we can never return there."

Dale nodded his understanding. He stood up and gruffly said, "I've 
got to get back to work."

The twins, as one, said, "Goodbye Uncle Dale."
 
Dale smiled down at them. He answered, "Goodbye, girls. Keep 
me informed of what is going on in your lives. I'm going to miss 
you."

The twins smiled and watched as the Sheriff walked away. They 
were going to miss him too. Smiling at them, CJ said, "He really 
cares about you."

Oliver said, "CJ, before you came back from the bathroom, he 
welcomed me to your family."

CJ looked stunned at the news. One of her greatest fears was that 
Uncle Dale would run Oliver out of town if he were to find out 
about the relationship between the two. She asked, "Are you 
serious?"

Glen answered, "Yes. He told Oliver that he knew and said that 
you'd be safe at the Cabin. He shook Oliver's hand and welcomed 
him to the family."

"Wow. I can't believe that," answered CJ. She said, "I guess I 
really underestimated him."

Glen said, "We had better hit the road. Good luck you two. If you 
need a safe house, let me know and I'll hide you out for a while."

Oliver said, "Thanks Glen. I'm going to miss you guys. I've come 
to view you as family."

The twins, smiles faltering, looked over at CJ and Oliver. Sandra 
said, "I hope that you are as happy as we are."

The women got out of the booth and hugged. Glen and Oliver slid 
their way out of the booth and shook hands. Glen hugged CJ and 
whispered in her ear, "Remember, I'll protect you as much as I can 
if you ever need help."

She looked at him with misty eyes knowing that he meant it. She 
recovered and said, "Look at me, I'm going to cry and I promised 
myself that I wouldn't."

The trio went out to the truck and pulled out of the parking lot. 
Glen drove slowly, allowing himself to get his emotions under 
control before getting serious about driving. Looking in his mirror, 
he noticed a state trooper behind him with his lights on. He pulled 
over to the side swearing, "What in the hell was I doing wrong?"

He rolled down his window and fished out his driver's license. He 
looked up in time to see Jim James standing next to the truck. Jim 
said, "You didn't think you could get away without saying goodbye 
to me, did you?"

Glen got out of the truck and shook the trooper's hand. He laughed 
and asked, "How did you know?"

Jim answered, "Sue told me you were leaving today. I came by as 
soon as she told me."

Glen laughed, "Thanks. I appreciate it."

"Well, you've done a lot for my family. You revenged the death of 
my brother in law. You gave Sue a job when she really needed 
one. She's a lot happier now that she can pay her bills, watch the 
kids, and get out of the house on occasion. There's no way I would 
have been able to help her out that way."

Glen answered, "I'm glad to hear that."

Jim said, "If you ever need help, let me know. You'll have the 
every state trooper willing to help you."

Glen answered, "Thanks. Does that mean I can speed?"

Jim laughed and replied, "No. We still have our quotas to meet."

Glen laughed and shook his head. There were some things that 
were constant no matter what happened. He said, "I'll remember 
that."

The men talked for a few minutes and then Jim left. Glen got into 
the truck and headed out. He hadn't realized how many friends he 
was leaving behind. He glanced over at the twins. They were 
holding onto each other, fighting back tears.
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