All of my clothes are in the cabin. Maybe some of them ain't burned, yet."We went into the cabin and looked, but it was in a mess with almost everythi...g reduced to rags or ashes. We did manage to find a large enough piece of blanket for me to cut a serape for her to wear. We used a piece of cloth to make a sash, but that was the best we could do for clothes for Jane. When Jane told me that there were no relatives she knew of, my only recourse was to take her to the fort. Maybe Sally could find. Heeding the warnings I fished out the lockbox and took out the envelope with the strap and the Colt 1908. On the way through town I picked up two boxes of Winchester .380 hollow-points, a pound of ffg and some English sawn flints. I had half a priming horn of ffffg and at least a hundred balls... While my students were working with Uberti half stock J&S Hawken kits, I was scratch building an early .53 caliber S. Hawken full stock flintlock. Most of mine was guess work.We’d been through. With the aid of a drone overhead, his round was guided to his target as a second TERM round is loaded again and fired. His 120mm main gun thundered and he was rewarded with a distant fireball knowing his target is destroyed. The other 3 Leopard 2A6EX followed their Task Force Commander’s lead and fired their main guns, 3 more T-90/S were obliterated. ‘Pumas locked onto the enemy CFVs and APCs, knock them out of commission and we will provide support,’ Ace barked his order onto his communication. The glitter of her ring drew her attention away until she gave up. All the images in her head were of Luke, not the characters in the story. The weekend of the wedding Luke was extra busy. He had warned Sophie he might not be able to call as often. She drove out to check on Luke’s house on the day of the wedding. The builders had left for the day so she wandered through the rooms. Sophie pictured the two of them everywhere she walked. It was finally time for Luke to fly home. Sophie wanted to.