That's a good answer. Not great - but good enough," and gave up.When I hopped out at the National Guard base in Springfield for a week-long respite, i... felt a little like what a convict must feel when being released from prison. My chopper was ready to go, and we were at the house by the lake within a few minutes.Benjamin came barreling across the lawn when the rotors stopped spinning, and we spent some time on the grass enjoying a hug, or three. I saw my ladies, waiting patiently on the back. No more than five minutes after the call, my phone started buzzing and my stomach sank.“Hi Matt, it’s Amanda. Is everything OK?” She seemed genuinely concerned. I was genuinely relieved to hear her voice and not to have to explain the situation to someone new.“I’m fine. Really conflicted, but I’m fine.” I was trying to play this down a little, but I needed to talk it through. “Before I get to that, I’m sorry for the way I acted yesterday. I burst out and said some personal things I. I was taught that fighting was senseless and didn’t really serve any purpose other than to defend one’s self. I only had one more class that day, World History, and afterwards I went back to my house. ~~~~~~ I was sitting in the front room of my house watching the television that afternoon when I heard a knock on my front door. I was surprised to find Kevin Welch standing on my front porch smiling. ‘Hey Chris,’ he grinned, ‘I hope you don’t mind that I just showed up without an invitation.’. And don't get me started on those lower legs of yours. They are just perfectly shaped. Nice and even curve down to your ankles” I opened my eyes and she was looking at me with this smirky smile. “Keep on going i like to hear more” I closed my eyes again. “Sorry i can't look at you while i say this thing. Are you sure you wanna hear more” She kicked me on my thigh. And pretty hard this time. “What did i just tell you?” Ouch. Reminded me when she got mad in school. She sounded exactly like that..