All through the Pacific. Hundreds of thousands of our soldiers died in those landings; millions of our enemies. It's not pleasant to put someone in ha...m's way, but we have the salve to our conscience that their service was voluntary. And I swear to you, as will Mr. Glastonbury, that none of them were ignorant of the danger they might face." Tell that to Victoria." I can't. She's already gone. Hawaii, I think. I've got people with her; some of them are professionals. I think she'll be okay, she. I sat with my back to the headboard. It was made of small swirls of wood and metal. I browsed through Andy's games and history- eBay, general inquires, tattoo stencil transfer sheets. I scrolled and came across something labeled BeMo. I clicked, obviously. With a name like that- totally gagging for it. The page loaded and it was small quotes; "Call me not with careless whispers, caressing my desires within." Poetry? Andy didn't strike me as a poet... Well I didn't even know if this was his. Coach Vickers was grinning as big as any of us. "Last, next week, Tony won't be with us on Monday and Thursday."I won't?"Some guys think they're special," Luke muttered.I started to say something, but a sharp look from the coach silenced me. "Some guys are special," he said, getting right in Luke's face. "If he wasn't, you wouldn't be on this team right now."Luke looked away from the coach, caught me looking at him, and looked down."And if any of the rest of you think Tony's getting special. ’ The four of us laughed.Eliza was wearing a sun dress. She kept it on when she climbed into bed, but Michael stripped to his boxer shorts and t-shirt, while I was so tired, I flopped straight into bed and was nearly out in seconds. Eliza was in the middle, between Michael and I, and I fleetingly hoped I wasn’t taking up too much space as I lost consciousness.I awoke sometime later—an hour, or two—to a gentle moaning on my right. Rubbing my eyes, I turned over. Oh god, was someone feeling sick?.