Then he smiled at me again, at least I think it was a smile anyway. Both fucking arms covered with great big black tattoos, face looked like he was on... of those pro wrestlers or something, scars all over his forehead, hair pulled back and tied up in a ponytail. I smiled back, then made my escape back to my house. So it began, Summer came along and it was a nice warm one. I watched Marilee out the window as she rubbed suntan lotion on those magnificent breasts. She always wore a bikini if it. My grandmother, on the other hand, loudly lamented having signed over her rights to her daughter, and was constantly saying hurtful things, to strike back at what she saw as her personal tormentor. It wasn't a pleasant living environment for either of them.In early February, during a short break from school, I drove over to visit with Anne Coulter, at the facility she had resided in since before Uncle Bunny had died. She looked healthier than she had been the last time I'd seen her. I told the. Had it been Dawn there'd have been yelling that she was home and how much she'd missed me... as if."Dave? You here?" In the kitchen Lynn." Hi. How you holding up?" Got the report from the detectives a bit ago. Haven't looked at it yet. They said 'thanks for your business, sorry it turned out this way' so I expect it's not going to be a good thing." We knew that already though Dave. So... shall we go look at it then?" I guess. I really don't want to see her... doing... it. I guess it will come. Sandy had called Lt. Colonel Paulson from Dulles Airport, and had barely mentioned a commissioning program when he informed her he'd already started the application for the 'Green to Gold' program for her. It wasn't certain she'd be accepted, he said, but with his indorsement, and the ARCOM, plus the letters of commendation from the Border Patrol and from her chain-of-command in D-86th Signal, it was fairly likely. Her reenlistment – set for later this day – would help also.Sandy had.