They stood and embraced and he buried his face in her hair, partly to hide his tears and partly to exhale the breath he had held for what seemed like ...everal minutes. They stood holding each other for a few minutes, saying nothing.Steve wiped the tracks of her tears from her face with his thumbs as he held her face gently in both hands. Steve was the first to break the silence."I guess we need to decide when and where and what kind of wedding we want." Let's decide tomorrow, Steve. Right now, I. "Stand by one," he responded before turning to Colonel Matthews. "Sir, the two troopers who were the primary escorts for Lieutenant Fisher and Selina when they went to pick up the kittens have asked to speak with you privately." No problem, Lieutenant. Send them up."After Mayfield left, Jeff waited near the back door, casually watching the boring crew set up their support buildings. One of Security's black SUV's pulled up and the two troopers got out. Marching over to Jeff, they came to. She took something out of a dresser drawer and hurriedly placed it in the bathroom. She ran to meet Bill. Bill didn’t need to change. He is an executive at an accounting firm. He was already in a suit and tie. Jane drove to the restaurant. They had a nice quiet dinner. They did not talk at all. They stared at each other lovingly. Jane was thinking about how much better she will make Bill feel. Bill was thinking about how much better Jane will make him feel. They immediately went to the bedroom. This was perhaps the happiest time of Jack’s life. He was among comrades, travelling the world, the British Empire still a force to be respected and reckoned with. He saw the Far East, and the Mediterranean. He served ashore and on ships. He was by and large as content as a young man could be. But then dark clouds gathered on Jack’s horizon. Perhaps he guessed what was to happen, perhaps not, but he and so many more young men were to become part of a great conflict as a madman preached his.