I remember him saying that he worked construction for a while right after the war. He told me that once when we were driving by some of those ghetto h...uses on the south side. He told me he'd helped build them in '47 and that they were nice back then." She looked over at me. "What does all of this have to do with anything?" I don't think your parents really hate me, " I told her. "They hate people like me. More than hate, they detest, they're disgusted by." What are you saying, Bill?" she asked. It was too soon for a reply from our latest ones so it had to have been from the first ones I sent. I told her to put it up on the screen; I didn't see any reason to hide anything from the girls. But it wasn't quite what I expected.The man on the screen could have been pulled from a poster defining "corporate executive": trim, full head of dark brown hair (gray wasn't "in" this season, ) steely eyes that looked at you with that "I know what I'm doing" look. It was meant to intimidate but I'd. As i reached the gate i heard "JAIM!!!" called out from above the gate "oh Crap" i thought to myself. the voice belonged to a colleige of mine who was also in the militia, we had met on a patrol and he just didn't ever shut up. he talked for 4 hours straght about all kinds of shit.now myself I was more of a strong silent type of guy unless i was in a group of people i was comfortable with...and that was certainly not Alaron. While im sure he is a nice guy and all, i just don't like him that. .. you said you loved Me" !Anna was now becoming aware of their surroundings again and realized that if some one were to walk into the outer locker room area, their private lives would no longer be private. "Jennifer, I have so much to tell you, to explain to you, but I can't do it here, out in the open like this. We need to get to somewhere private so we can talk. Come with Me".Jennifer offered no resistance as she felt herself being gently helped to her feet and led down the trainers hallway..