With a mental shrug, Thomas turned to the task he'd yet to complete fromthe day before. The pictorial was all but done; that left only thelettering. S...ftly, the young man drew the layout lines and then beganpainstakingly inscribing the text. He didn't realize he was humming ashe worked until Reynolds at the next table interjected with a loudlywhispered "Do you mind?"It was the same melody as before, the one from Thomas' dream. Grabbinga scrap of paper and his straight-edge, he laid out a set. We wound up in what I assumed was the master bedroom, since it had a double bed and a bathroom through a connecting door. For the moment, we didn't need the bathroom, so we made a bee-line for the big bed.V plopped down on the bed, which was already turned down and had a towel lying across the middle at convenient ass position. She moved to the towel and lay down with her knees lifted in the air. "V, can I try something a little different with you? If it works, you will have the sexual. . WHOA!"New rule," Grace said, "No paintguns in the house." And headed for the shower.Monday ... can't trust that day.The magnetometer was behind the seats, just like the SNJ. A 250 gallon drop tank was slung under each wing inboard hard point, with a third 250 on the belly hard point. Three hundred eighty gallons in the fuselage tank and seven hundred fifty external gave us a range of more than 2300 miles at 177 knots and 14 hours flight time with plenty of loiter. Seven thousand one hundred. Whenever I had a date with Dan, Colleen would stay at home. Sometimesshe would be Colleen, sometimes Colin, but always the kind intelligentchild I knew her to be. We developed a routine after a while. She and Iwould go skating on Friday night, then on Saturday it was up in the air.The first really big crisis came when David, who only knew her as agirl, asked her to go to the Junior Prom when they were in high school.Up to this point Colleen was making an appearance about twice a week,sometimes.