. and this was their reward. This was what she brought to them.She shuddered and her head fell, her chin coming to rest on her chest. She could hear t...e screams, now, but they remained distant in her hearing. They could not rise above the thudding of her own heart and the rushing of her own blood.These people did not deserve this. These people were not the enemy. The enemy was in front of her, towering above her, arrogant in its seeming supremacy. It had killed without thought. It would. Gone but not forgotten. I tilted my head, mirroring the lean of the marker, wondering who might still remember Mary, now dead a year longer than she had lived. Within not quite a second, I realised the answer. I looked away, tears welling with the understanding that the same number of people would remember me in a century or so. ‘Why are you so sad?’ My eyes snapped open as I turned them to meet Oliver’s gaze, and his question. ‘What makes you think I’m sad?’ ‘This.’ His curved finger rose. We have the basic government here ready to move into the Motherland and take control upon the successful overthrow of the Devil's..."The aide never had a chance to finish what he was saying as a powerful explosion from the impact of a rocket propelled grenade rocked the cottage. The only survivor of the explosion was former President Bandrighan, who was seriously injured. Mohammed Nassir, trusted aide of former President Bandrighan, and the nephew of Ayatollah Makhtol's aide Saddam Nassir, had. .......A couple of days went by and the Stevenson family came to the hospitaleveryday to see me. My physical therapy went well and since my new motherwas at every session so the therapist called me Alexis, but I was gettingused to it so I didn't mind. In the private sessions with my therapist Ms.Banks I was taught all the things a girl my age should know. At one of thesession I came in a little distracted and Ms. could tell something waswrong."What's wrong with you?" Oh nothing," I said with a.