She had had great ambitions for me when we first got together, and I knew she was disappointed that I had ended up in a middle-ranking job in insuranc... (‘You could have done so much better,’ she always said). We had had our good times, and, particularly in recent years, we had had our rows. Always immaculately turned out, her dark hair cut short these days, she remained a handsome woman — a little above average height, at forty-six still as slim as she had been at twenty-five — but I have to. The plan instead called for crash training in firearms for the militia and for the Wu warriors with the hope that their experience as a fighting force would transfer when they were introduced to the ins and outs of fighting with firearms in squads and in formation. Only time would tell. Thankfully I had a cadre of people I could leave in charge of their training while I went off to fight the network people. I had decided to leave Suzy in overall command. The militia knew her as did the Wu. Not even to go the bathroom. Just kneel there and wait for my return. I've set up the kids old video monitor, so I will be watching" "What the hell does she have going on in that mind of her" I thought. But I knew I better do what she says. I cannot have this marriage end. I walked out of the bedroom, and headed to the front door and got on my knees. I had no idea how long she was going to be, but I just kneeled there anyways. A couple of hours passed, and I was in hell. My knees were. ’ She brought her hand up to her face and pushed her hair behind her ear. ‘My friends usually call me Angel. I think you qualify as a friend, wouldn’t you say?’ she said softly. capturing me once again with her gaze. She looked around the apartment quizzically. ‘Where can I get out of these wet things?’ I thought to myself, ‘Right there is fine with me,’ but then pointed off to my left, saying, ‘The bathroom is through the closet. I’ll start the oven to help dry your clothes.’ ‘You’re going to.