Lana was my mum's friend. She was a guest at my parent's new year's eve party - a party that I had attended until just after midnight when I headed of... to bed. My parents and some of their guests were kicking on, and planning to head to a night club to the very wee hours of the morning. I had thought that Lana was going with them.I had paid her attention during the party, mainly because of her dress. It was a halter neck style with a plunging neckline that just covered her very ample round. Your Mom and Dad know, too. Your Mom slipped a ring out of your box to get the right size. They brought it to me a few days ago. We all had a hand in picking out the ring. Susan knows, too. She cried a little, but I promised that nothing would change between us, either, and she seemed to take it a little better. We will have her with us almost as much as she ever was. I know you won't be jealous of her, so it's gonna be okay. If you want, we can make the announcement, right now."She looked into. And in the middle of it all stood Kostowe, a smile on his face as he took in the industry around him. He's in his element again, Lenore realized, where men are working together for a purpose. I think this is his second love.Suddenly, Kostowe pointed. "Over there," his voice projecting over the din. "Come on."Together, they picked their way towards a middle-aged bear of a man, his barrel chest and hefty beer gut encased in a blue one-piece work suit, heavy boots on his feet. A paper dust mask. Some of them would accompany the Rangers on each patrols. We had also received another Platoon of Rangers. At least one O'Connell went out with each patrol. We would often transfer the entire patrol to the area to be checked as it was much faster than walking or occasionally riding all of the way to an area that needed checking.I was out on a patrol with a platoon of our Rangers, and a dozen or so friendly Indians on the north side of the Ohio in mid-September. Our patrol was currently about.