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This Isn't Just A Job. This Is A Service Profession. We Uphold The Law, Babe." Ranger

Opening My Door To Dillon Ruddick, My Bulding Super. I Handed Him A Cup Of Coffee. "sorry About The Blood." "what Was It This Time?" No One Reported Gunfire." "i Hit A Guy In The Face With A Hair Dryer." "whoa." Dillon Said. "it Wasn't My Fault," I Told Him. "maybe We Should Lay Down Some Linoleum Here. It Would Make Things Easier For Clean Up.

Maybe It's Just Not The Right Time For Us To Be Married. I Don't Want To Be A Bounty Hunter For The Rest Of My Life, But I Certainly Don't Want To Be A Housewife Right Now. And I Really Don't Want To Be Married To Someone Who Gives Me Ultimatums. And Maybe Joe Needs To Examine What He Wants From A Wife. He Was Raised In A Traditional Italian Household With A Stay-at-home Mother And Domineering Father. If He Wants A Wife Who Will Fit Into That Mold, I'm Not For Him. I Might Be A Stay-at-home Mother Someday, But I'll Always Be Trying To Fly Off The Garage Roof. That's Just Who I Am.

You've Been Busy Using Your Breaking And Entering Skills," I Said. "i Just Enter. I Don't Usually Break." "you Broke Down Pitch's Door." "lost My Temper." -ranger And Stephanie

Concentrate On Doing The Job, Not The Fear.