They were always happy together and George had worshipped her when I knew them. Apparently he had met a 20 year girl at a strip club and they were in...love. He didn’t want the family life and Tara had been nagging him too much to start a family. He left that night. Tara said she had been struggling to make ends meet. Her family tried to help as best they could but she couldn’t pull the mortgage together every month and lost the house. She sold her car and most of her possessions to try and. She would be nervous, but curiousity always got the better of her. She was never sure, but he was. He'd convince her how much fun they could have. He'd teach her everything he knew about that mysterious, forbidden world.Their reality was much different. They had parents, uncles, aunts, cousins ... They were hardly ever alone. Uncle Fred, Lydia's father, for one, was almost always around. He'd want to take the boys -- Donald, his brother, Dennis, and Lydia's brother, Alan, out fishing, riding,. "You in particular have interested me. The Stasi has quite a file on you. You seem to feel that you are some reincarnation of the cavalry of the American West, riding to the rescue of the innocent. I am quite sure that when pushed to the wall, you will show a different side."He turned and waved his hand at the other man in the room. "Johann, introduce our other guest." The shorter man bowed and left, returning shortly. Accompanying him was a uniformed guard of some kind, who held a little girl. "A word, please, Bernard," he said quietly. They spoke briefly, and then Igwanda followed out of the now-deserted port.The meeting chamber was in tumult when Igwanda reached it. Most of the attention was still focused on Meiersdottir, but he received almost equally enthusiastic greetings as he entered. Feeling somewhat awkward, he responded with smiles and handshakes as he pushed forward to join Meiersdottir in the front. Captain Ziang was also there to preside, and began banging a gavel. The.