"The platoon sergeant was waiting in front of the tent. She was a stern looking woman but seemed surprised when she saw me. I hesitated, "ma'am?"She s...ook her head, "how old are you?"I reddened, "sixteen."She sighed and turned, "Megan?"Another woman came out and looked at me before she grinned, "can I give him to a couple of my girls?"The platoon sergeant snorted, "just do not break him."I followed sergeant Megan down the row while pulling the floating sled. Women and girls looked at me, some. .. it's amazing.Finland has lingonberry jam and it's widely used to accompany a variety of dishes, from meatballs and pancakes to porridge and black pudding (blodpudding). Unlike Finland, in Sweden it is rarely used on bread. Many Swedes grow up picking lingonberries in the forest, and using these tiny tart red fruits to make a jam-like preserve.At the restaurang (restaurant) we had meatballs (köttbullar), mini sausages (prinskorvar) and cured salmon (gravad lax) rather than smoked, pickled. Her much bigger baby. Jenny was growing. She looked to be about two, now.The changing table vanished to be replaced with a large toychest. It was open, and Cathy could see a number of toys inside. The puzzles were Jenny's favorites. She could spend - Cathy started. How did she know that? She still remembered Johnny, but now she had memories of shopping with Jenny, picking out the rubberized puzzles. Cathy remembered other things, too. The day care center she left Jenny with, the names. "I think he'd look really sweet with nice long eyelashes," Claire saidto Robin. And Claire reached into her bag again, pulled out a mascarawand, and started applying it to my lashes. "Oh, he's looking sopretty," Claire gushed."He's almost pretty enough to kiss," Claire taunted me. But a womanought to wear lipstick when she kisses, don't you think?" Claire tookout a lipstick. She unscrewed it, and made me admire the rich reddish-brown color. She applied it slowly to her own lips, looking.