A few minutes passed, then several of the womenreturned, bearing a blanket or robe or something. Theywrapped me in it, then lifted me as though I weig...ednothing, carrying me out of the tent. It was darkoutside, and cool, thank God. But I wasn’t outsidelong, anyway. They took me to another tent and laid medown on a brightly colored blanket. They removed the robe, despite my feeble attempts tokeep it, then left. I waited there, wondering what theywere going to do next and wishing I spoke. " The line went dead, and President Gore just sat in his chair, wondering if it was enough to deal with current crisis.Two hours later, the world learned that Saddam and his entire inner circle had been killed by laser guided missiles under direct orders from the President of United States, because Iraqi leader was the one behind all the terrorist operations around the gulf. The people in Baghdad were going wild with celebrations. Oil prices had also risen but wasn't as bad as experts. *What will I do Byron?* *Youve got to make yourself sick. Stick your fingers down your throat. Fuck. Make sure you keep walking around Rach. Im going to phone you an ambulance.* This panics me. *You cant. Jane works in casualty. She might see me.* *Dont be fucking stupid* he says. *No. Please. Ill get rid of them. I dont want my aunt to know about this.* *Give me your address Rachel. Were coming over.* *We?* Im confused. *Jennys a nurse.* *Is she your girlfriend?* *Yes.* *Oh.* Shouting: *Come. A few other students walking by were staring but we both ignored them. ‘What are you doing here?’ I asked when he put me down. ‘I thought you had a shift at the restaurant today.’ ‘Tony gave me the day off,’ he replied with a grin. ‘You know how much that guy loves me.’ The manager of ‘Anthony’s Italian Eatery’ couldn’t get enough of Gabriel’s cooking ever since he hired him last fall. ‘So what should we do,’ I asked, slipping my arms around Gabriel’s waist and looking up into his dark eyes..