”Teresa grabbed the file and started going through everything. She kept saying “Oh, Johnny. Oh, Johnny” as she skimmed everything. “You have g...t to talk with your dad.”“Bill, can you teach me, I mean us?” Johnny was holding the bullet now and he looked to his wife as she nodded.“Yes, I’m at the teacher level and I’m learning to transport. How long before the steaks?” Bill looked to Nancy, she nodded.“If we put them on in 45 minutes then we’ll be eating by noon.” Teresa had seen the look between. ‘But yes … I’m fine.’ ‘A bad dream again, brother?’ Colin’s eyes met his sister’s and then he just looked away. Lydia sighed and approached her brother and before he could pull away, she grasped his shoulder. He reached up to shadow her hand with his own. There was hardly any strength in his grasp. The hand was cruelly mangled. He felt her kiss his hand softly and he closed his eyes. Lydia and he had always been close. It had torn his sister apart when he had been taken captive by the English.. “Good.” She turned to Dave, “And you?”“Same answers, but with much less concern about my slutty ways. I like being a man slut. I think it’s a worthy profession.”“And you, Pam?”“I can’t wait for tonight. I’ve been an occasional slut since I was fourteen, so no need to change now, and no reason to hold myself to task. I’m not new to this rodeo, and I happen to love the group sex – that’s new for me. More than that, I like all of you and the others so much. I’m feeling affectionate towards. Trying not to panic I attempted to think of the best way to help. The only solution I could think of was to call for an ambulance. This was still 1967, well before ordinary people like us had telephones at home, so usually whenever I needed a phone it entailed a long walk to the nearest public telephone kiosk, a journey which, ironically took me past the ambulance station. Sensing that this would take too long, I had a thought and looked around to see if there were any telephone lines attached.