Want me to make drinks?”“Please.”“Anything in particular?”Lisa shrugged. “I think it depends on what’s in the bar.”Jack nodded in unde...standing. The suite was almost as large as the house they all lived in, with several bedrooms and baths and a wet bar in the living room, but he had no idea what was in the bar. Lisa grabbed her toilet bag and a few items. Jack unpacked and stashed his bags, and then explored the bar. There was a wide selection of mixers, a mix of wines that Jack didn’t know. The following morning dawned cloudy and windy. It looked like rain was on its way. After breakfast and a morning swim, I directed some of the early risers to help secure and cover our supplies so that it wouldnt get wet. The shower turned out to be fairly minimal, and it was almost enjoyable. The kids, and a few of the adults, capered around in the downpour while it lasted. Soon, however, the squall passed and the sun shone down stronger than ever. Janie and the hunters again set off to try. We sat and ate making small talk. I didn’t know if she still had the bullet in but I didn’t play with it while she ate.When we were finished eating and the waiter had taken our plates away, I reached into my pocket and gave the button a quick push. Ann squirmed and looked at me and smiled. While we were waiting for the waiter to get our check and cash out our tab, I pressed the button probably 5 more times, each time only holding it down for a couple seconds each time. Finally we were ready. After the nonsense with the Medal, we continued busting our asses.I had kept studying, busting my hump trying to balance being Daddy with getting a degree in history from Matucket State and getting my Advanced certification from the Academy. Getting my degree at Matucket State had been a bit strange at times. Kelly had warned me ahead of time that the School of Humanities, which ran the History Department, was a bastion of liberalism, progressivism, socialism, and every other form of wacky ism.