I feel alive.And I think it is time I let someone in again. It's him, Shannon. And I know you understand.I poured myself a small dribble of bourbon an... sipped it slowly. I wasn't saying goodbye to my wife, but I was letting her know that things had changed for me. I had a lover upstairs, more than a lover. A friend, a companion who was turning into more.The man I love.And my place was with him, in bed beside him. No longer tormented by the what could have beens or what should have beens.. And even though I tried to pace myself, I'm pretty sure I hadthree...or more. I danced with a few guys and with Andrea and her othercasual friends. We had practiced when I dressed just with Andrea, andshe also showed me how to affect my voice to make it sound more feminineand I had really worked on it. Her friends easily accepted me as Angela.Some guys tried very hard to take over my care from Andrea, but shebrushed them off, and was able to get me back to her place, feeling thatI needed to. I make sure that the emergency spatial beacon is functioning and try to get comfortable. Then Grr informs me that the C-3310 has just blown itself to bits.VIII pass the time talking and playing games with the computer, also Grr drills me on tactics and weapons. I ask him grumpily if he hasn't ever felt a sense of hopelessness. He snidely asks me to define hopelessness, and I have to laugh.This routine continues until one day when a shrill alarm indicates an approaching craft, and I check its. . thier dad. They where all in thier pj's but new they had time to run to thier rooms and get dressed before he'd come down. Clark was always running late.Clark brushed his teeth with one hand as he pulled on his sweats with the other.He'd forgotten the he'd scheduled a trainers' meeting before the gym opened.He ran down the steps pulling on a t-shirt, grabbed his jacket, his gym bag, and head towards the kitchen intending to grab a peice of toast and appologize for not having time to sit and.