She was scared ... unsurprisingly, of course. She knew her very limited command of English would not permit her to pass herself as British. Her experi...nce of officialdom did not inspire confidence in her, either. For now, though, she was free and she needed to get away from the house and get under cover. Time enough to worry about the future when there was less danger of being found by her abusers.She hobbled along the road, with no idea where best to go. Turned off and crossed the railway. "I know I'm just a weak girl Duncan, but you don't need to giveme points."I sat up straighter in my chair. Was that sarcasm in her tone?I thoroughly enjoyed the rest of that set. I don't know how manypoints he won - but it wasn't many. She ran him ragged. Tookcomplete control of the center of the court and had him goingfrom side to side. I'll swear that, at times, she deliberatelyplaced shots where he could just get to them, so that she couldhumiliate him more."Nice shot Duncan!" She'd call. With the race on Sunday, Tuesday evening was for practice and selection. Cross-country teams consisted of six runners, with only the top four counting towards the team score. Coach Budd usually took seven runners to the venue in case one of the selected six had a problem while warming up.Only ten candidates turned up for the team session because the team was pretty settled at this point in the season. After a thorough warm-up, Coach Budd had us on the 400 metres running track, alternating. . Harry was the treasured, and only boy. The Bleeker's, Harry Sr. and Myrtle, had Mom, then seven spectacular beauties, and Harry.Harry had been captured when his B-17 was shot down three months before the surrender. But, we didn't know that, we only knew that Harry was "Missing, Presumed Dead." The war's end and the Red Cross notification that he was a POW came on the same day. Wendy got that same hug.'I told you so.' she bragged in my mind.'How did you do that?' I thought back to her.'I'm her.