Can’t sleep?”“Too hot.”She yawned and stretched, then pecked my cheek and slid from the bed to don an oversized nightshirt.“Put on your shor...s. Come with me.”Erin led us into the hall then up to the wide flat roof. A brick wall about waist-high surrounded the edge. White plastic patio chairs rested here and there on the soft tarry surface. Old coffee cans half-filled with cigarette butts sat in strategic locations.All around the lights of the city sparkled. The outside air was cooler, glorious. We broke one more human wave of ChiComs and lived to fight another day. I’ve tried to sort out the images in my mind but it came down to a 4th of July celebration gone crazy. On a more personal note, a Master Sergeant in our outfit got the Medal and I got a ticket home and back to my research and writing. On the last day I caught some flak that caught the back edge of my left hamstring and took out a chunk of my thigh that remains missing to this day. They fixed it as best they could but I. " I know, but I can't get through here that often." Are you sure you don't want me to have a word with your mom, dear?" I'm sure... at least not yet" "Who knows, it might have just been alittle phase after all!" Cassie didn't sound convinced, or convincing.The rest of the evening they tried to have some more fun, but none ofthem could help thinking about the fact that tomorrow things will bedifferent. Things will always be different. Anne and Sarah felt forCassie and her predicament 'it can't. ” He ignored Nat, who had stiffened on the couch, as Gazza’s disgust for them was evident in his voice. The man had already given up his claim as far as Gazza was concerned.The magistrate nodded and indicated to Nancy to follow him and Gazza outside. Gazza had him turn his back and signed the document. He then swapped Bette the pen for the baby. She signed and handed the pen to Nancy.Once Nancy signed, she handed the paper and pen back to the magistrate. “Doctor, where do we send the bill?” she.