My room had been cleaned, though I don’t know by whom, and my fridge had indeed been stocked. They’d even left me some beer. I think someone decid...d my dorm room would make a nice base of operations for a week.I resumed classes after the weekend, and for the next week everything almost went back to normal.Except of course Anna and Risa would accompany me back to my dorm room most afternoons, and stay past dark. Risa stayed overnight a couple of nights. That was a delightful change of pace.Over. He was an older boy, maybe a year 12 boy. He was in his school uniform with dark blue jacket. As I got close he looked at me then his eyes moved from my face to my open top uniform. He smiled and said hi. I said hi back, and kept walking, as I saw another small clearing with an old seat. I walked to the seat and sat down. As I did, the school boy was right next to me and he sat down also.It is only now when he sits down I see he has a cute face with blue eyes and light brown/blonde hair. I then. I was reasonably sure that the look-down radar systems used by combat planes would be set to filter out non-moving targets, so the pilots wouldn't even be shown my 'ping'. And even if I was displayed, they should have no reason to swoop down to investigate one stationary metallic shape out of thousands, so they should pass over me and move off to search somewhere else, letting me resume my escape.If they did loiter in the area, I'd move off at the speed of a car. If that didn't work, I'd put. It had eight foot side rails and back locking rails with an open top. I figured it would hold at least ten cords of stacked hardwood firewood. My Uncle had fixed the truck up so that it ran in tip top condition, but then found he had no use for it. He had talked with my father recently, about him finding a buyer for the truck. He wanted $400.00 for the truck and would throw in extra rails and several canvas tops for covers. I bought the truck, borrowing $100.00 from my father. I got the truck.