”“True, so true. I remember one battalion exec who was brilliant, right until the day the battalion commander had to go to Fort Sill for a week an... left him in command. The guy was a miserable clusterfuck when left to his own devices.”“Right,” agreed Marty. “So, fire this asshole and get somebody decent.”“You know anybody any good?” That just earned me a shrug. “I don’t want to go back to Gingrich, and the only others I really know are newbies like me. Hell, you know this town, you’d be better. They were the rich in-crowd which was easy to tell by their clothing or lack thereof and the gorgeous tans. It was easy to see they never worked a day in their lives Even though we had no trespassing signs up those four girls and a couple of guys trashed our place. They did months of damage that would take well into the winter for us to repair. We went to the police and they were caught as the GPS had them and only them on the island. We got a huge settlement because their parents didn’t want. ‘No, if that hole got any bigger you could park the local bus up it.’John’s only replay was to raise one eyebrow and pick on pair of love balls from the bag on this bed. Roxanne sighed and raised her eyes to the ceiling.‘If you must but you've got to stuff then up her, I’m not doing it, I’m her friend. A couple of cans of Redbull and a pint of water might also energise her, keep her moving and give her that rounded swollen lower belly look that the locals love.’With that Roxanne released John. A dozen thoughts flashed through my head. Would Lavi or Melissa like something I picked? Would we share? When the kids came would they inherit my tastes? What would cooking for kids be like? Should I teach them about junk food as well as good food?Melissa came around and looked at what I had in my hand. “Pepperoni combos?”“Do you know how long it’s been since I had junk food like this?”She put a hand on her hip, “Please, I’ve seen how you eat. You are not the poster boy for healthy.