The bonds you make with those you serve with. The adrenaline rush, the fear, beating the fear."Scott looked at the older man."I know what you mean Col...nel. My first fight was against some Vikings on the beach on Iona and I physically wet myself. The pee ran down my leg and I was frozen to the spot as a crowd of bloodthirsty Norse cam running right at me with their swords and battleaxes. I've made many lifelong friends, stood shoulder to shoulder with them in the face of our enemies and I miss. Just the occasional clink of a fork on our plates.Dinner ends and we leave the restaurant and walk out in a small alley toward my truck. She starts talking to me once we are outside. "Do you like my dress and boots?" I look at her and she is beautiful. The little black skirt she is wearing and black top look so good on her. The boots she is wearing is a perfect compliment to her outfit. She looks perfect. I look at her and say " Yes I like it very much, you look beautiful." She smiles and says. The bread couldn't even be toasted because our Principal claimed toasting caused the bread to appear 'mulatto.' Despite my distaste of southern politics, I remained in Tennessee for college, attending Peabody University in Nashville, named after the dog who invented the time machine on 'Rocky and Bullwinkle.' It was much more open-minded than the rural parts of the state. It was refreshing to be around more enlightened minds. I was finally able to explore both my politics and sexuality without. "Kennedy nodded and the other girl laughed."I'm crushed, I am. Not as bad as a gypsy curse, but not good. You don't remember me."Kennedy looked at her and wracked her brain trying to remember the girl... and couldn't.Deb smiled again. "Wounded to the quick, I am! I was sitting next to you at the Fox cabin dinner table a few minutes ago. But your attention was devoted to Charlie, Amy and your friend Harriet."If Deb had been next to her at dinner, then she would have been sitting at the tables in.