She flirted with the next customer just like every other customer. She was stuffing hands full of dollars in her tip jar which was quickly filling up.... Before she knew it, the clock on the back wall of the pub read‘1:30’. Tabitha did not realize that so much time had passed. She glanced over to the back corner of the bar and saw David sitting at a small table with another man. He glanced over at her and they both exchanged smiles. She wondered how long he had been here and felt bad for not. I guess I'll always love you more than any other chick I get to screw, because we're closer. But mom--well, I've been dreaming about her for years, only I never came right out and admitted it to myself before." Jenny nodded and stroked his hand. "I know, Travis. I always had the same thing for dad, dreams and wild ideas. But I never thought beyond the dreams--until now." He stared at his sister. "What do you mean?" Her hand drifted. "They said they and the other boys were leaving, that I didn't need them anymore." Peggy, that's wonderful news! You're getting better!" They said I didn't need them because I had you to look out for me now."Ahhhh... "I see. Peggy, do you know what I want for you, more than anything?" She shook her head, not looking at me. "I want you to be able to look out for yourself. So that you don't need me or anyone else to make you feel safe. I want you to be able to do that for you." You do want to. He was already planning troop dispositions if they had to relocate until the bomb was safed by EOD. Simms walked rapidly but safely up to the truck and climbed inside to kneel beside SSG Peters. He looked at her first and said, ‘What cha got, Sam?’ She looked up at him in shock and licked her lips. She almost whispered, ‘Money, Tom. Bags and boxes of U.S. hundred dollar bills and more cases of hundred Euro bills. There’s a fortune in this truck.’ PSG Simms looked down at the containers in awe.