Date: Tue, 13 Feb 2018 19:10:06 +0000
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aiden II  Chapter 9

Welcome back. In this chapter, Aiden and his cousin Chase each have enjoy a
special experience with their best friend.

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CHAPTER 9
THE MILLER FAMILY (Part 1)

FRIDAY, OCTOBER 13

The Miller family consisted of four branches. Three of the branches were
headed by one of the three brothers, Phil, Troy and Keegan. The other one
belonged to the patriarch of the family, Alan Miller.

October was eventful for all of the brothers' branches of the Miller
family. In Phil's branch, Aiden helped his best friend accomplish something
for the first time, leading to an even tighter bonding between the two best
friends. In Troy's branch, Chase finally followed through on a promise to
Hatcher, which also created an even tighter bonding between him and his
best friend. But, it was Keegan who got the most attention as he threatened
to rip the family apart.

Aiden and Chase's involvement with their best friends was sexual. While
their sexual experiences happened on the same night, they also happened
over 150 miles apart.

<Aiden and Gordy>

"We need to spend the night together," Aiden said when he, Miles, Gordy,
Lenny, Lance, and Mason stopped in at Bob's Burger Barn on Saturday. They
had won their soccer game 3-2 against Meadow Park, who had been undefeated
like the Mayfield team. With three games left, their team was now the only
undefeated team in the rec league. The game against Meadow Park was the
only game that had been close. Ben, the owner their sponsor Ben's Hardware,
had promised a hamburger combo for each player on the team, win or
lose. The owner of Bob's who, like Ben, was very active in the Mayfield
High Booster Club, gave Ben a deep discount on the combos.

"What do you mean we need to?" Gordy asked between bites. "Are you
desperate to sleep with me, or something?"

"Not really, but I like doing it," Aiden answered, even though he really
wanted to sleep with Gordy badly. "It's just if we don't all start having
overnights, our parents will think we don't really want them and won't feel
so bad about saying no. But, if we keep asking for them, then they'll only
say no if they got a good reason."

"Makes sense to me," Gordy said. "Me and Miles asked about an overnight a
couple of weeks ago, and all of our parents said no. I don't think they had
any reason for it either. They just did it."

"You and Aiden can get us started for this school year," Miles said.

"Yeah, then after that, we can have big overnights with lots of us there,"
Lance said.

"Which means lots of cookies and ice cream," Mason grinned.

Gordy and Aiden were pleased, and a little surprised, when their parents
approved of a sleepover. On Friday Gordy rode with Aiden on the bus to
Aiden's house.

Mrs. Emerson greeted Gordy warmly when he boarded the bus. She knew that
Gordy had official permission to ride with Aiden. Kalie seemed a little put
out that Gordy was sitting with Aiden and she had to sit alone. Gordy and
Aiden decided that was because of her being a girl. Even though they didn't
look at her as just another girl, they could think of no other way to
explain her behavior.

Kalie lightened up by the time the bus stopped in front of Aiden's
house. "You guys have fun," Kalie told the boys as they left their seats
and headed to the front of the bus.

"Have fun, boys," Mrs. Emerson repeated. "My boys loved their overnights
when they were your age."

"Well, we love ours," Aiden told her over his shoulder as he stepped down
to the ground.  Gordy stepped off after him and the two boys ran to the
side door of the garage, which Aiden opened with his key. They went
upstairs and took off their shoes in the foyer.

The boys had at least a half-hour before Larry got home, which was plenty
of time to raid the kitchen for a snack. Milk and chocolate chip cookies
fit the bill perfectly. Larry had left four cookies out for the two
boys. Aiden had learned the hard way that whatever was put out on the snack
plate was all he or he and his friends could snack on.

"I thought you always got down to your underpants when you got home from
school," Gordy said as he munched his cookie.

"I do."

"You know I do it when I can, too. You've stay at my house enough to figure
it out."

"I know, but I wanted cookies more than being in my underpants," Aiden
giggled as he grabbed his second chocolate chip cookie. He then got out of
his chair, opened up his jeans and pulled them down and off. "Happy?"

"You gotta take your shirt off," Gordy told him. "You know how it works."

Aiden grinned, wiggled his hips, and pulled off his Lakeview elementary
t-shirt. He was now down to his white Fruit of the Looms and his
socks. "Are you happy now?" he asked. Gordy nodded. "Can I have my second
cookie now?"

"Only if you take your undies off," Gordy smirked.

"Nope. You gotta pay for that."

"How much?"

"I think you need to pay me a pair of Dockers and a shirt."

"Then you'll take off your underpants?"

"And, I get your second cookie."

"No way. That's my cookie." Gordy wasn't that eager to see Aiden
naked. He'd seen his best friend in the buff countless times, and would see
him naked again before the day was over. But, a snack of home baked
chocolate chip cookies was a snack to be savored, especially since he and
Aiden both had fresh fruit and vegetable snacks more often. Gordy was down
to just his Seattle Sounder briefs and socks within seconds, at which point
each boy was munching on his second cookie.

"I got a question," Gordy said after he finished chewing his second cookie.

"The answer is seven," Aiden told him.

"No, silly, it's a serious question."

"I know, sorry. Ask me."

"Does getting a blow job really feel as good as everybody says?"

Where did that come from? Aiden thought. "It feels really good," Aiden
informed his friend.

"Better than jerking each other off?"

"Just about every time."

"Better than when we rubbed our dicks together?"

Aiden paused for a moment and then said, "It's close, but a blow job wins
by a pubic hair."

"You and me don't have pubic hairs."

"But if we did, that's how close it would be. I liked when we rubbed our
dicks because we got to feel each others bodies." Aiden remembered what he
and Miles had done on Miles's bed not long ago. "And I've even kissed doing
it, which makes it feel extra good."

"No way I kiss a boy, even you. But I liked us rubbing our dicks together."

"Why are you asking about how BJs feel?"

"I've been thinking about it. I kinda think I'd like to find out how it
feels, but I don't want to give anybody one. And if I don't want to give
anybody a blow job, then nobody will give me one."

"Not true. I'd give you one because you're my best friend. You don't have
to give me one back, because nobody should have to do any sex thing they
don't want to do." Aiden wasn't sure if that rule extended to someone who
wanted to get something like a blow job without returning the favor, but
Gordy was his best friend and he wasn't going to worry about it. He'd give
Gordy a blow job and let things go from there.

"For real? You'd give me a BJ and I don't have to give you one back?"

"For real. That's what best friends do."

Gordy gave that some thought as he and Aiden cleaned up their snack dishes
and then went out into the rec room to sit and talk. "You're an awesome
friend, Aiden. I wish you moved here back when we were in Kindergarten or
pre-school or something."

"Well, I didn't move here until fourth grade, but I think we've done a good
job of being friends." Before Gordy could say anything, they heard the
garage door open—Larry was home. "Let's get naked," Aiden said.

"Not in front of your daddy," Gordy protested.

"He'd just laugh."

"And I'd be so embarrassed. You can get naked though if you want."

"I can't," Aiden grinned. "You never gave me your second cookie."

Gordy stuck out his tongue as Larry entered the room. "Well, you gentlemen
certainly look comfortable," he grinned.

"It's the law," Aiden said. "We have to be as comfortable as we can, but I
wish I'd left my shirt on—it's a little cool in here."

"Me, too," Gordy said.

"The furnace should be coming on in a couple of minutes," Larry told
them. He looked at Aiden and said, "You could have turned it up early, you
know."

"I know, but I didn't think we were gonna strip down. It just kind of
happened."

My son keeps behaving like puberty is getting closer and closer, Larry
grinned to himself. "You could go back up to your room and get your
clothes, you know."

"Except our clothes are in the kitchen."

"On the floor," Gordy added. "But, we'll get them picked up now." He got
out of the overstuffed chair. "Thanks for the cookies, they were really
good."

Larry watched as the two underwear clad boys dashed into the kitchen, their
little boy asses wiggling suggestively. Those two are going to be a pair of
sexy looking boys by the time they hit their teens, Larry thought.

Gordy and Aiden went up to Aiden's room where they talked about their
soccer game the next morning and the Mayfield High School football game
that night. Aiden also checked his computer for emails, and was pleased to
see he had one from Marty. Marty asked if Aiden would be ready to chat with
him online Sunday afternoon as they had planned. Aiden typed back. "You
know it!"

Aiden's rules for chatting online were simple—he could use it to chat
with Marty, Chase, and Darnell. For the time being, that was it. Aiden was
certain that Eric would be added to the list soon.

"Are you going to do it tonight?" Gordy asked as Aiden shut down his
computer.

"Do what?"

"Give me a blow job?" Aiden didn't know why Gordy had suddenly gotten so
interested in getting his cock sucked, but he was more than happy to be the
one to give his best friend his first BJ. Lately, Aiden wasn't always sure
about Gordy and sex things. But, as long as Gordy wanted it, Aiden would do
it.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you as soon as we get home from the game."
Aiden and Gordy would be going to The Bear with Larry and Phil for pizza,
and then go to the Mayfield Mustang football game against Monte.

The boys were ready to go eat when Phil arrived from work. At the Bear they
sat with Aiden's dads and ordered. Aiden noted who came into the pizza
parlor. Sammy came in with his parents and his friends Dustin and
Bryson. Jeffrey would be suiting up for the football game and was at the
school. Sammy gave everybody at Aiden's table a friendly greeting and then
joined his friends and his parents.

The Mustangs won the football game 20-14 in a tough battle that went down
to the last play. Aiden and Gordy sat with Trent, Collin, Miles, and
Muddy. Phil sat with members of the Mayfield athletic booster club, while
Larry was out on the field working the chain gang as he did almost every
home game.

After getting back home from the game, Aiden and Gordy went upstairs to
Aiden's room. "We should say goodnight to my dads now so we have lots of
time to do what we talked about," Aiden suggested.

"I don't know. I'm a little scared now," Gordy almost whined.

This was now the Gordy that Aiden knew so well, but still loved as his best
friend. He was a star pupil; a confident, outgoing athlete; a loyal friend;
and shy and afraid when it came to the pleasures of his young body.

"That's cool. We can still say goodnight, play some games, and get into bed
whenever we're ready." That was partly true. Since the boys had a soccer
game at 11:30 the next morning, Phil and Larry had placed a 10:30 lights
out curfew on them.

"I'm glad Muddy sat with us at the game. He's been weird this year," Gordy
said.

"He just thinks he's better than us, and he's not."

"Where was Mason?"

"Who knows? He said he was going to be at the game, but his mom probably
got scared because he would be outside in the dark or something. Talk about
weird."

"Aiden?"

"Yeah?" Aiden was certain he knew what Gordy was about to say.

"Let's do it before I change my mind again." Aiden's guess had been right.

Aiden opened his dresser and tossed Gordy a t-shirt. He then pulled one out
for himself. "Take off your underpants," he told Gordy as he removed his
own.

"I told you, I'm not going to be naked in front of your dads."

"Watch what I do," Aiden said as he pulled his t-shirt on. It covered his
crotch and went half-way down to his knees. "If we're going to be nasty, we
might as well start by being naughty."

Gordy grinned. He could live with what Aiden was doing. He pulled off his
underpants and the t-shirt he was wearing, which covered everything but the
hem was barely below his scrotum. After pulling on Aiden's t-shirt the two
boys took care of their teeth cleaning and washing business then went
downstairs to say goodnight.

"No tucking in tonight?" Phil asked.

"Not tonight. But you can hug us if you want," Aiden told him. Phil and
Larry gave Gordy and Aiden each a big hug. Getting the hug with no
underpants on wasn't as good as being naked would have been, but it was
close. It was naughty enough that he boned up, causing his shirt to bulge a
bit in his crotch area. He hoped his dads didn't notice. They noticed, but
said nothing. They also the little bulge in Gordy's t-shirt, which Gordy
was not aware of or he would have been mortified.

Larry and Phil watched the two preteens hop up the stairs. "Fun in bed
tonight?" Larry asked Phil after the boys disappeared past the landing.

"They're ten."

"I swear, you're going to have Aiden and his friends remaining chaste until
they turn eighteen."

"One can only hope."

"Seriously?"

"Hey—I'm happy that Aiden feels good enough about himself and his
friends to mess around. I just hope it doesn't get him into trouble in some
way."

"We survived."

Phil nodded. "We did, but we weren't each other's parents, so what did we
have to worry about?"

"Good point." Larry gave Phil a sexy leer. "Right now, I want to worry
about how you're going to get me off."

Phil got off of the couch and headed for their bedroom. "There's only one
way to find out."

Up in Aiden's bedroom he and Gordy were already naked, their erections hard
little pieces of steel. "Are you sure?" Aiden asked again.

"If I change my mind, I'll tell you."

"Get on my bed and lie on your back." Gordy did as instructed. Aiden got on
his knees. "Spread your legs." Gordy did so.

Gordy was on his back, his feet on the floor, his legs spread. His heart
was thumping so fast and so hard he was afraid it would flop right out of
his chest like something in a horror movie. He was eager and frightened. He
dreaded what was about to happen, but he wanted it to happen right away,
before he changed his mind.

Aiden had never seen his friend look so—so—so—well, so sexy. Aiden
eased his way between Gordy's legs, stuck out his tongue and licked Gordy's
boner just above his smooth, tight ball sac. Gordy squawked, moaned,
groaned, and sighed. He didn't realize he hadn't really felt anything yet.

He closed his eyes just as Aiden pulled back Gordy's foreskin and licked
the little pink head of his best friend's cock. This time the sounds of
pleasure uttered by Gordy were louder, but even that didn't match what
happened as Aiden took all of Gordy's cocklet into his mouth.

"Ohhh my god, Aiden, I can't believe how good that feels," Gordy managed to
utter before falling back into his state of almost unconscious bliss.

Aiden worked up and down Gordy's little erection. He used his tongue on the
head and then sucked some more. While Aiden was not yet an expert cock
sucker, he was a damn good one. Gordy twisted and turned on the bed. He let
out little moans followed by high-pitched squeaks, followed by a long
groan, as he dealt with erotic sensations far beyond anything he'd ever
felt during his limited sexual experience.

"Fuck Aiden, oh fuck, Aiden, ohhhhhhh." Gordy never thought of fucking
somebody's mouth, but that didn't matter. Instinct took over and he held
onto Aiden's head and started fucking his mouth. Aiden cupped Gordy's
little balls as he worked to keep his friend's cock in his mouth. Gordy had
lost control of his body and let it take over.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuck." Gordy so rarely cussed that his drawn out fuck was
an extra turn-on for Aiden. "I'm gonna...gonna...gonna...," but he couldn't
get it out as his cock started to spasm.  It trembled and shuddered and he
moaned and cussed as he had the best orgasm of his young life. There would
be better ones to come, but you would never convince him of that at that
moment or during that night.

Gordy gasped for breath. He almost wanted to cry he felt so good. "Wow, how
come I never wanted to do that?" he asked no one in particular.

Aiden dropped Gordy's cock from his mouth and got up on the bed, placing
himself next to Gordy. He grabbed his own cock and started masturbating
furiously. He kept hoping Gordy would grab it from him, while understanding
deep down that his friend was lost in his own world. Aiden's own noisy dry
orgasm was a very good one. As much as he'd wanted Gordy to get him off, he
knew that this time it wasn't going to happen.

The biggest thing Aiden had learned about Gordy as their friendship
developed was that he did things in his own time. When it came to messing
around, Gordy would do something when he was ready to do it, and not
before. Aiden hoped his dads had retired to their bedroom where it would
have been harder to hear their noise, although he knew it was
possible. But, he didn't care if they heard—it's not like they didn't
know that he messed around with his friends.

The boys got out of the bed, peed, and then went under the covers. Aiden
snuggled up to Gordy, pleased that his friend didn't move away He thought
about kissing Gordy, but knew that doing things one step at a time was the
best policy. He told himself how grateful he was to have Gordy as his best
friend. The two boys were asleep within seconds.

For the record, it was impossible to hear the goings on in Aiden's bedroom
in Phil and Larry's room. That night the two men were too busy with their
own love making to hear anything from upstairs.

<Chase and Hatcher>

Friday night was huge for Chase. His parents were going to a fund raising
dinner and would be gone until around eleven o'clock. Logan was spending
the night at his friend Bennett's house for the first time—and it was
because Logan was away that Chase's parents were letting him stay home
without a babysitter. That made it the perfect night for Hatcher to take
his cherry.

While the boys would have preferred calling for pizza, they made do with
the beef stew Chase's mother cooked up for them. All Chase had to do was
heat it up in the microwave. He made the obligatory complaint expected of a
young adolescent, but couldn't budge his mother from her stance that the
stew was a more nutritious meal than pizza.

"But, mom, Hatcher and I are staying here all alone. Having pizza makes it
like a party," Chase whined the night before.

"Maybe some other time, when you're older," Sue Miller said.

"What does being older have to do with eating pizza?" Chase asked.

"Chase, we're giving you a special privilege tomorrow night. If you don't
think you can accept it, we still have time to find a sitter or you two can
spend the night at Hatcher's house."

Chase looked to his dad for help. He shrugged his shoulders, which was no
help at all. But then Chase saw him give a little wink. Chase knew that his
dad would work on his mom for pizza the next time he was home alone with a
friend. At least his mom had baked a chocolate cake for dessert, which
helped alleviate a lot of the disappointment.

"I expect to see most of the stew gone and most of the cake still on the
serving plate," Sue said. In talking with other moms, Hatcher's included,
she was advised that the best way to deal with pubescent boys was to lay
down the law and then stick to it. Chase didn't like that attitude at all.

They were quickly down in the basement to play video games on the big
screen. The first thing Chase and Hatcher did, however, was get naked. They
didn't even have to say anything to each other about it. Little brother
gone. Parents gone. Clothes off. Cocks erect.

"I think it's cool that your mom trusts us," Hatcher said as he manipulated
his controller.

"I wish she trusted us to eat pizza," Chase groused.

"Well, she didn't, but the dinner and the dessert look good. Now we're
totally alone and naked and going to have real sex pretty soon."

"Not totally alone. Mom asked the Nelsons and the Feldmans to kind of keep
an eye on us."

"You mean spy on us? Like they could catch us fucking or something?"

"Only if they have a giant x-ray machine. I think they just have to see if
we leave the house or something. Not that we wouldn't sneak out of here."

"I don't want to sneak out," Hatcher grinned. "I want to fuck your ass."

"Are you horny or something?"

Hatcher stroked his rock hard four and a quarter inch piece of boy
cock. "What does this tell you?"

"It tells me that you're horny. So, let's quit playing this stupid game and
get serious and eat."

Hatcher strutted around the rec room, emphasizing his aroused state. "You
mean eat before sex?"

"Sex goes better if you have lots of energy. Food gives you energy. Let's
eat."

"Fuck I'm horny, but okay. I get it. Start nuking."  The stew was thick and
delicious and the two big pieces of cake along with some vanilla ice cream
that they found in the freezer was a perfect dessert. The two
seventh-graders had no problem finishing it off. It wasn't pizza, but it
was very satisfying.  After eating and cleaning up the boys went back down
to the basement. It was time to do what Chase had promised Sammy he would
do and that was to get his ass fucked. But first, he and Hatcher had to get
totally horny, and that meant they'd make out some first.

Unlike the two ten-year-olds in Mayfield, Chase and Hatcher were beginning
to understand the significance of foreplay. Aiden had Gordy's cock in his
mouth as soon as they started playing around. Then Hatcher had his tongue
in Chase's mouth before so they could be ready to have mind-blowing
sex. Anal sex wasn't new to them; Chase had been up Hatcher's ass numerous
times. What was new would be Chase as the bottom.

Chase and Hatcher wrapped their arms around each other and deep kissed,
traded tongue, stroked each other's bodies and cocks and balls. Hatcher
worked two fingers into Chase's ass, stretched it a little, and poked his
sweet spot.

"That's to get you really ready," Hatcher said, knowledgably. After all, it
was what Chase did to him. He pulled his fingers out of Chase's ass and
held them up. "Here, smell my stinky finger."

"You're gross," Chase told him.

"You're one to talk about gross. I'm not the one who pees on me half the
time we shower together."

"You do it right back." Chase reminded him.

"I gotta to survive," Hatcher giggled. "Remember, you're the one who starts
it, not me. Now, smell my fingers."

"You smell them."

Hatcher put his fingers to his nose and took a deep whiff.

"What do they smell like?"

"What do you think? They smell like shit. Now you smell."

Not wanting to be labeled a wuss by his best friend, Chase took a
whiff. "At least it smells like my shit."

The talk stopped for a while as the boys traded gobs of spit and fought a
long battle of the tongues. "I'm ready to be fucked," Chase said.

Another difference between the older boys in Seattle and the two younger
ones in Mayfield was that Chase and Hatcher had no guilt feelings and very
little doubt about what they were going to be doing. The only doubt was
felt by Chase who worried about how much his first time would hurt. Sammy
had told him his first couple of times hurt. He knew Hatcher's butt hurt a
bit the first time, because he was the one who took Hatcher's
virginity. Still, he was certain that the pain would be worth it in the
long run. No pain—no gain.

"Let's go up to my room," Chase said. Both boys were leaking copious
amounts of precum. They were ready and they knew each other well enough to
know when it was time to get totally serious about their sex. Just before
they exited the basement room, Chase stopped Hatcher, telling him it
probably would be a good idea if they took their discarded clothes upstairs
with them.

Chase's first time as a bottom ended up being a blur. When he looked back
at it he came up with unconnected images. There was the bottle of lotion
Hatcher used as lube. There was Hatcher kissing him. Hatcher awkwardly
working his way inside of his ass. He remembered pain mixed with sensual
feelings. Hatcher pounding his ass as he took his friend on his hands and
knees, doggy style. Chase remembered holding his hard cock in his
hand. Hatcher grunting. Thoughts of his own moaning—from pain or
pleasure or both? He remembered Hatcher shooting cum into his ass. His
happiness when Hatcher pulled out of him followed by a feeling of emptiness
because Hatcher wasn't in him. Hatcher sucking him and making him howl in
ecstasy and cum and cum and cum into the mouth of the boy who topped him
for the first time. Every time Chase looked back, that session in his room
was a jumble, with some memories gone and other memories replacing them.

Chase could remember the details of the night when he fucked Sammy. But the
memories with Hatcher were foggy.

He did remember their pillow talk as his brain, his body, his hormones all
settled down.

"How did you like it?" Hatcher asked Chase as the two tweens settled under
the covers of Chase's bed.

"It was weird," Chase answered. "I liked it and then I didn't like it. It's
like everything ran together."

"It was kinda like that for me my first time—maybe even my second. But,
now I love it when you do it to me." Hatcher lightly kissed Chase's
lips. "Are you going to do it again?"

"Yeah. I mean it wasn't horrible, it just wasn't, like, as fun as I thought
it would be. You and Sammy both say it will take me a couple of times to
get it, so I'll do it again."

"Can I tell you something?" Hatcher asked.

"You're my best friend ever. You can tell me anything."

"You know how you kind of hint about us being more than best friends, like
being almost boyfriends?"

"Yeah." Chase's heart started to thump nervously. He wondered where Hatcher
was going, hoping that his friend was going where he hoped he was.

"Well, I want us to be boyfriends."

"For real?" Chase asked, sounding somewhat awestruck.

"For real. I want to hold your hand at the movies, and kiss you when we're
alone in the boys' bathroom at school, and all kinds of stuff like that."

"Does that mean you love me?"

Hatcher kissed Chase's lips. "I dunno. I'm not sure how that's supposed to
feel. I just know I want to be with you as much as I can and I want you to
be with me as much as you can and I think of you all the time and I want to
be your boyfriend." Chase smiled as Hatcher poured out his feelings in one
long sentence.

The two beautiful, naked twelve-year-olds exchanged a long, slow, deep
kiss. When Chase came up for air, he rubbed Hatcher's bare back with his
right hand. "I guess that makes us more than best friends—that makes us
boyfriends for real." They exchanged another long kiss and then fell asleep
in each others arms.

Troy and Sue got home just after eleven. Troy was surprised that he hadn't
found the boys locked in on the big screen TV in the basement watching a
movie or playing a game. He went upstairs and quietly knocked on Chase's
door. Not getting an answer, he opened the door and saw his son and his
son's best friend with their bodies wrapped together, their bare torsos
showing above the covers which had dropped down to their hips, the top of
Chase's ass crack visible. The ambient light from the hall revealed the
clothes that had been carelessly tossed on Chase's big chair, some of them
landing on the floor.

Troy had to catch his breath. Even in the dark he could see how beautiful
the two tween boys were individually and how even more beautiful they were
together.

And so, on this Friday the thirteenth, the boys in Phil's branch of the
Miller family and the boys in Troy's branch of the Miller family had had a
very lucky and happy day. In Keegan's branch, though, things were not
shaping up to be either lucky or happy.


Next: The Miller Family (Part 2)