Finally, she opened her door and hopped in. Then she fired up the engine and the headlights and started backing out of the spot.“Hey!” I yelled, b...nging desperately on the window and trying the door handle again.She started moving slowly forward through the lot, acting as if I wasn’t there. On impulse I took some quick steps and jumped up onto the hood. It was a stupid move. My camera swung about wildly as I stretched out limbs to avoid falling back to the sandy concrete. I had envisioned it. ....... Well currently I'm single just a beneficial friend or two that’s all." Come to think of it had I ever really had a relationship? My first girlfriend… but we were in high school so I don’t really count that. "Hows about you?" I'm in a relationship I suppose." Awww what is that, either you are or you not." we both chuckled."Yes I am." See how bad was that......... So how long have you been with him?" Well we've been together almost a year and a half." Cool cool, are you in love with him?". He knew he had to move though, once his plans were known to anyone, even in his own circle, Allah help him his life was over. He slid his laptop into his bag, and slung his AK-47 on to his back. Traveling would be difficult, he was well enough known in Afghanistan to make it seem odd that suddenly he was on the run. He was also on the Americans BOLO (be on the lookout) list, since to most of America he was still a terrorist. He knelt on the floor facing toward Mecca and completed his morning. Her wise father had told her when in doubt there are no coincidences.Honey did her best to seem relaxed and yet she finished her coffee quickly and stood up to leave. At that very moment, two German officers with unmistakable SS insignia came into the shop and gave her a visual once over that was both professional and bordering on ogling. Not wanting to appear that she was leaving because of their presence, she paused at the counter and scanned the small pastries under the glass with absolutely.