His parents were very proud.” Roger took the sheet and named the fourth one. His voice cracked, “God, I’m not practiced at this but I knew Andre...for many years. He had married just over a year ago. I pray for his soul and for Marie to have peace for her loss.” He handed the sheet to Jam. We continued to pray in turn until every person’s name had been mentioned out loud.Roger was pretty broken up. He had known each person, some for years. Angela had her arm around him. I had finished the list.. They were running it with four six hour shifts but she'd been inside this parked civil-class chimera across the highway from the Cult hideout for the better part of three local 'weeks'* and she was completely fucking sick of the damned thing.*(This looney tunes planet where every man and his grox owned a tank actually had days that were about 126.439 imperial standard hours long, so the locals called those days 'weeks' and broke them up into five imperial standard 'days' plus one or two extra. .this...dressing upthing is going to be over! I just hope that nobody makes a scene, butthat will be up to you. Okay??"I wasn't positively sure, but in my mind, getting dressed every daycould only help me get better, not fail as dad expected, but I didn'ttell him that. If he wanted to believe it, I wasn't about to provokehim by saying anything to the contrary. As I started the dishes Iwondered how I was going to be able to ask my Aunt Rose to help me buyclothes fit for a girl. If I wanted to. I was afraid they would instead discover my reaction to the on-floor developments in front of me. Luckily, Bunny couldn't really look straight at me without craning her neck and torso around, because she was facing almost directly away from me. This was a good thing for another reason, since it meant that her now half-uncovered bottom was pointing right at me. Her bright yellow T-shirt had ridden up to uncover the lower halves of her cute little ass globes, encased in her tight white cotton.