She got her two sons’ and their girlfriends to go, along with another couple. It would be an eight-day cruise leaving Fort Lauderdale Florida. We wo...ld fly out on a Friday spend the night in Fort Lauderdale, board the ship the next day.We coasted along for the next couple of months, in more of a brother-sister relationship, rather than boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. Then in July she had a major fallout with her most trusted son Mark Jr. He bailed from the cruise, leaving us with six in our. I loved hanging out with him. He was always so much fun and never treated me like the other guys that were the popular jocks. He always listened to me even though I was very soft spoken. We could talk for hours about movies, books, videogames and pretty much everything. I met him outside the field and he asked if it would be alright if we swung by his house. He'd like to shower and freshen up. I waited in his bedroom sitting on the side of the bed. I never been in his bedroom before. I liked. I miss your lasagna honey. Oh, I ran into Butch. He and Charlene had their fourth baby, a boy, and he opened his second funeral home in Elkhart. I went to dinner with a woman named Pam Elway, took a lady named Kimberly Hathaway to a jazz concert on campus. Remember going to see Ginger Baker? The time we saw Sonny and Cher when they were still together, then we went to all night coffee shop, talked about the music, the book you were reading and our long term plans. Standing in front of Lisa’s. There was a scar, there, the skin still pink and puckered. He had taken the wound in the gar’ji dreams, fighting off a horde of Heralds if he remembered correctly. The scar was two slanting, parallel lines just below his left collarbone, with a third line crossing through them. “Is gar’morna. One who has died.”“And this,” the big male on Aran’s left rumbled as he pointed to Aran’s left arm where he’d taken a roughly circular burn just above the elbow, “Is gar’infa’tarn. One who remembers.”Aran.