If she's really lucky, she might walk normally someday--but skating's pretty much out of the question. Her career's over." Oh SHIT!" Warren gasped. "P...or Shawna."Warren got off the phone and told Sophie what had happened. Then he called Evan."We just heard. How you holding up, buddy?" Warren asked him."I'm fine, but Shawna's disconsolate." I can imagine," Warren said, "but you must be pretty upset yourself." Well, yeah--I lost my partner. Plus, she's my friend, my best friend. What a way to. ”“I know. But her history makes a relationship risky and potentially very difficult, either right away, or down the road.”“Aren’t all relationships risky in some way?”“I think they are. But you do have to watch out for the red flags. And there are lots of red flags with Angie.”“I’m curious, and no pressure, but are you going to ask her out?”“I’m not sure she’d be receptive, and even if she was, I’m afraid she’ll assume things from that on which I can’t necessarily follow-through.”Milena. We had made our point, and we decided to settle for that. Besides, we were both tired and needed some sleep, so we called it a night.Every man, including those in the militia, had at least one long gun with him, and Bob had a supply of guns and ammunition stored in his cellar. All of the wives knew how to reload the muzzle loaders, so that was their job. They were to keep a loaded rifle or musket ready for the husbands to use as soon as their current weapon had been fired.I had enough shooters. It seemed both were engrossed in their individual thoughts. Finally the doors opened and she led the way down the hall. Stopping in front of 1545 she handed him the key. He opened the door and followed her inside.The room was almost dark except for the flickering of many candles. Once inside she faced him and he got his first really good look at her. The dress she wore was simple enough and a light shade of red. The bodice swooped down just enough to expose her slight cleavage. It tucked in at.