I am sure it was a bit awkward knowing your shared history together but you both seemed to try to make the call comfortable. Susie asked if you and yo...r wife,Wanda, would like to drop by sometime for drinks and maybe some cards. You knew that in reality this was impossible because your wife rarely went anywhere, but you said maybe. This entire call was really a made up call between you and me anyway. We were trying to get some type of response from my wife to see how comfortable she would be. Sleep, however, was at a premium, what with round the clock shelling and frequent bombing by German planes. But the mind adjusts to the noise and constant fear. Benin found she could doze for an hour or more, yet be instantly on alert if need be. 'Rather like a cat, ' she thought.It had been three weeks since Captain de Castries had been killed. He seemed like a distant memory, now. Three others had been killed and several had been wounded. She wondered when it was going to be her turn.The Gun. Another convenience of my Heaven, I suppose.We heading back downstairs after one last sweep of the top floor- there was nothing else that seemed to be valuable that wouldn’t be too awkward or heavy to carry. I did grab a sheet from a linen closet, though, and when we reached the main floor, I conscientiously wrapped up Ashryn’s landscape for it’s trip through the catacombs.“We’re really takin’ that big ol’ thing?” Enna asked.I shrugged. “It’s light enough for me to carry, and we have ropes to. And he was angry that the object of his lust, beautiful Mary Marvel was out of his grasp...Or was she?There, in the city street, sobbing before him, was Mary Batson. Young, beautiful, petite and healthy. She had fought through hell and back and in a year's time, she recovered from the devastating fall that left her body shattered. But it wasn't enough. She wanted more. She wanted power. She wanted the power of Shazam back more than anything. And here she was, this pitiful wretch, begging him to.