.." Well this will give you a few weeks of practice before the party!"I could find nothing more to say about it, swallowed my pride, noddedmy head yes... and quietly went to my room. That night I decided that momwas right. I would do the best I could or not at all, and if shealready knew about me dressing up and wanted to help me then no matterhow I thought I looked it wouldn't matter.On Saturday morning right after breakfast mom told me to go to my room."I have everything you'll need. I'll just. " Tell the General... ah... I'm indisposed and I'll... ah... call him back."John looked at her in surprise. Russian Majors never tell Russian Generals that 'they'd call them back.'"Y'sure?" he asked her."What, you want me to run over to the operations office like this?" she smiled."That would get the men's attention!" he laughed."I only want one man's attention," she told him, seriously, "and you must obey my orders!" Jana, I have a child and a wife." That is your concern, John, and you are. Few could distinguish attackers from interlopers, assistance from assault or threat from safety.Rebecca saw her chance, realizing the plight before her. “Cum, oin us!” she sang. It took a moment, but soon the zombies near her picked up her call, reinforcing Leza’s pleas. Instead of inflaming her people, the active role they played calmed them as they urged the others to join them.A woman screamed, but she couldn’t see them given the bodies moving between the multiple groups. As the newcomers. Merrigan thought it curious that the issue would just die out that quickly. She didn't know the timing, but she would bet anyone that the Ramirez family moved away shortly after that last article.Merrigan spent the next 20 minutes scanning the next year's worth of newspapers. She was grateful that the small town paper had its archives online, but cursed the fact that they had no search function. It was getting late and Merrigan knew Mrs. Fox, the school librarian, would likely want to close up.