Chief Woodard had his men get our portable ac generator, electric pump, and hoses. They pumped some diesel out of the tank into a glass jar and checke... it for contamination. It’s contaminated. So Chief Woodard will have the men fill five-gallon cans with diesel and let it sit until the water settles out, and then pour the diesel off into another fuel can. Then, they will repeat the process to recover more fuel.“I think we will be good for at least a week, Sir.”“That’s good, Chief. The Command. “We haven’t been THAT loud...” I grunted.“No, sir,” one of them replied. “We’re doing low-profile pickups, sweeping the neighborhood collecting family groups.”“Oh,” I replied. I needed to get my brain in gear before anything intelligent was going to surface. “Who are you looking for?”“Well, there’s YOU, Mr. Miller,” the Confederacy corporal shot back, “and Edward Ghatti...” He turned his attention to Ed. “That would be you, I believe?”Ed sucked his teeth and nodded. “Come on in - you boys. When Hailey opened the door, Grace was in the kitchen, but was aware of her roommate’s return. She was still a little nervous about what she might say to Hailey but figured she could muddle through some small talk.“What’s up, Grace?” Hailey asked as she put her suitcase down.“…uhhhh…nothing much I guess,” Grace fumbled. She attempted to speak again but could not muster the words. Hailey shrugged a little at her dumbstruck roommate and brought her stuff into her room.I’m such a fucking idiot! I. We all headed to our rooms. Then I noticed their room was next to ours. "What an coincidence, we are neighbors," Linda said, with a big grin. Our luggage was in our room when we entered. "They must have brought it in while we were at the assembly. Why don't you get a shower while I unpack the luggage," I said, as I threw the bag on the bed. "Do you want some wine, sweetie?" "That would be heavenly." The ice was almost completely melted, I noticed as I pulled the dripping bottle out of the pail..