“That’s an interesting way to put it.”“Wasn’t one of the lessons you’ve been trying to teach Samantha is that we can’t have everything w... want and that we should be thankful and happy with what we have?”“That’s true.”“Is Kara in her ideal situation?”“That’s actually a good question,” I said. “Before her meltdown, her ideal situation was being my wife, being mother to my children, and the two of us being monogamous. After her meltdown, it was to be with me for the rest of her life, and to have. The next thing I knew he was right behind me and I could feel how excited he was already. I turned around and he grabbed me by the wrists and bent me backwards over the trunk of my own car.With one strong dirty hand he kept my hands in place while with the other he ripped off my White blouse.He slowly started to kiss my neck and his fingers worked their way down touching the curves of my breasts. He circled my nipples until they became rock hard and stood to attention.Then he gently started. Then each one took a turn placing the paper on the hearth and watching it float away as they chanted a poem. The boys brought in the rest of the evening’s wood from the shed and began to wash up. The girls finished putting bows in their hair and sat at the table. After all the food was brought to the table Papa would give a Christmas cheer and we would all drink our wine. Mama sat to the right of Papa, who sat at the head of the table. She once sat at the other end but he asked her to move. Schmidt’s instincts told him to remain hidden behind the low stone wall which the remainder of his men had taken cover. Then his training kicked in. Those were his men and he refused to allow them to die. ‘Give me covering fire,’ he yelled to gunnery sergeant Ronald Thompson. Abandoning the safety of the wall he ran to the nearest wounded Marine and grabbing him by his flak jacket he dragged him to safety behind the wall. Seven more times he raced from this relatively safe position to drag.