All knew that they were now able to do something that they could not have dreamed of a week ago, and that they had worked hard to accomplish it.Fred g...inned at Jeff, tapped him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Well done."Jeff took the complement from his mentor with pride. "Thanks Fred," he quietly said, "but I should have told them the firearms instructor was you." Bullshit," Fred said, walking toward the garage.Knowing he had pushed the women hard, Jeff demanded to be allowed to help with. He was fascinated by her and he wanted to get to know her. She was not the typical college girl that he could party with and get high with and get into bed. To Luther, she was as mysterious a specimen of wildlife as the snakes and gators.They met for smoothies again--the girl loved smoothies, that was one plus for civilization--and then lunch, after which he kissed her for the first time. Then dinner, when they kissed some more, and a few other dates. Luther suggested coming home with him, or. And buy Google when it comes out." I watched her jot down things in her 'planner.'"What you got over there?" Weird aircraft ... the cockpit says IAR 81c, it's got a really long nose and an compact radial engine. The other one is a Fiat C 55. It's Italian, I have no idea about the 81c. Evidently, our time bump dragged them along."I hoped so. I'd worry about a government agency that could time travel."Tim gave me your watch," I said as I walked over to the planes.Wendy jumped up from where she. I was good, and I did my job, but it took a toll on my spirit. I understood the need to kill, but that didn’t make it any easier to do. And, after a while, I didn’t like how it was so easy for me to take a life. That was complicated. I knew there were people who needed to be dead. But shooting a twelve-year-old girl because she might be wearing a vest and wouldn’t stop walking toward me killed part of my soul when I took her life. She wasn’t wearing a vest, as it turned out.So I overcorrected.