Walt takes a long drink from his water bottle as he watches Vic and Ferg play Sharks and Minnows with the kids. Vic has some soccer skills. Walt wonders if she played when she was younger. It hasn't occurred to him to ask. Maybe that is why she was so gung ho about the soccer thing. Perhaps it reminds her of growing up in Philly. Though Vic seems to have settled into a rhythm here in Wyoming, he knows she still misses the faster paced lifestyle of the east coast. He turns his attention toward the Ferg who is surprisingly agile for a man of his stature. Walt would remember that from now on in case he needs a deputy for a more physically demanding investigation and Vic is not around to help. He is so focused on watching them try to steal the balls from the kids as they dribble around the field that he almost doesn't notice the tall brunette walking up to him.

"I want you to know how much I appreciate you taking on this responsibility. You are such a busy man with a lot on your plate, yet you were willing to take on other people's kids for the foreseeable future."

He continues to watch the game in front of him.

"No problem Ma'am. It is all part of contributing to the Durant community."

She touches him on the arm. "No, it's a big deal. Not every Sheriff would take time out of his very important schedule for something like this.

He looks down at the hand on his arm and then up into the face of the striking woman gazing back at him.

"Thank you for kind words. I just do the best I can."

Vic calls from the middle of the field, "Walt!"

"If you'll excuse me ma'am, duty calls."

"Please, call me Ashley."

"Okay Ashley, it was nice to meet you."

As I jog out to Vic she gives me a look more likely to come from a fraternity brother than a female employee.

"You dog! I knew you could score out here more than the kids could."

"Drop it Vic."

"She is looking at you like you are a big juicy steer and she is a mountain lion that hasn't eaten in a week."

Apparently Wyoming is rubbing off on her. She certainly doesn't know anything about mountain lions from living in Philadelphia.

"Let's just get focused back on things here on the field. What's next?"

"We're going to play red light, green light."

I look at her blankly and she explains how the game helps teach the kids to keep the ball close while dribbling and also how to stop the ball with their foot so they can then kick and pass with more control.

"Okay, just tell me what you want me to do."