Dale shook his head.  Bill had designs on Peggy and he didn't even know.  The man was blind and if he wasn't careful sooner or later another man would have his way with Hanks wife.  Embarrassing.

"You know," Dale said halfway between deciding between finishing his cigarette and lighting another or finishing his beer and going home to boil a fresh batch of Mountain Dew.

"Hank, maybe Ol' Peggy could take up Yoga with my Nancy.  Peg ain't getting any younger and that Redcorn he's got one of them Indian Cloth Pyramid things he uses.  Gets all kinds of steamy in there.  Gotta be a good workout.  Nancy always comes back sweaty and tired and goes straight to sleep.  Doesn't even stop me from watching my X-Files boxset."