Wanda and Lorenzo both looked concerned, but it was Wanda who had theballs to address me. Lorenzo just sat there trembling like a littleschool girl."W...at's happening?" she asked."Those two aren't competent to handle a balsa wood glider," I told her.I suppose I should have been panicked, too, but I was too pissed to bescared. Besides, I was Franklin J. Malone and I was invincible. Maybe Iwas just being too dense to think about the consequences of themalfunction on board, or maybe I was just too. I can never forget that night which can stand as a beautiful page in my romantic book I was living in a city in one end of my state. After I finished my master’s course work I had to move to a bigger city for my thesis work. That was the first time I went to that place. Fortunately my brother had a friend from that city n I got her number from him. I went and called her casually after I got settle down in my works used to talk regularly but never happened to meet. I was doing my stuff n. " Don' remind me," the man said, scratching at the stump of his left arm. "Thas' where I lef' the rest a'this." His empty sleeve hung freely."Meanwhile," said MacNeal Holmes, "you can help me with a task I am sure you will enjoy." He picked at his teeth and raised his bushy eyebrows.The man grunted and stared at Holmes with bloodshot eyes. "Ain' going to Baltimore with you, never again. Killing that way's no fun a'tall, burning folks up, livin' people. Can still hear 'em." He flipped his last. Amy had a boyfriend so nothing naughty was likely to happen with them. Still it would be good to go out and let our hair down as a 4 some.The journey to their place was a nightmare and I ended up getting there 4 hours late. I'd sent a message and told them to go out for dinner and I would meet them. They however, insisted that they would eat and then head home. We could drink and catch up on the Friday and go out Saturday.When I eventually arrived they were all well on the way. I was going to.