MAGGIE

[B]Sure I'll take a beer[/B]
She says just before she turns up a hill that over looks the road which the gomers sometimes use as an observation post.

Weeds stops about 200 yards from the old building her blades thrashing the air as Maggie checks the windows before rushing it and stopping short 150 feet away and lifting the nose so she can dust the structure an rattle it's roof.
[B]Looks as if the quilting bee isn't meeting today[/B]
She says with a giggle as she dips to port and pivots as she heads back towards the road