She could have kicked herself. It sounded fatuous as soon as she said it.A long lazy smile spread over the girl’s face. “Not yet Caro but we have ... train journey before us to learn to know one another.” The girl spoke perfectly good German but with an entrancing Italian accent. “You sit here all alone Bella. This is sad no? On cold lonely nights people should keep each other company. May I join you?”Miranda looked at her in desperation. Every other seat in the carriage was empty but the girl. Our Heuy had a mission to retrieve a team from the deep jungle. I was the crew chief on that Huey. My job was maintenance and on missions, I was the door gunner as well as the person to see that men got safely aboard the Heuy. We had gotten to the LZ where our mission was to pick up a Lego unit. I must have had a look on my face as I wondered just what some of the terms he used were.“Sorry Ann, Heuy is a helicopter, the LZ is landing zone and Lego is an infantry unit,” Jack said looking at me.. "You call me after work and tell me about this new man," her mom demanded."When I have a new man to talk about, I'll be sure to let you know. I love you, mom," Jessie said. She hoped it would put her mom off the subject now."I'll be waiting for your call." Jessie heard the demanding tone in her mom's voice.With a few minutes to spare, Jessie walked into her office, checked messages and grabbed her notes for the meeting. The first thing she heard as she walked down the hallway was Chad telling a. After I arrived home that afternoon the T shirt was folded very nice and laying right on the bed. My other clothes were always laying on the dresser folded. I could not believe she did that. I thought she must know exactly what this is for. I began leaving the used T shirt in the laundry basket every morning and every afternoon it would be washed, folded and placed on my bed. This went on for several weeks and not a word was said about it. She was always dressed and covered, always had on a.