The Smittes were happy to take a pup, but from the day I gave him to the neighbors across the wall, he kept trying to find his way back to me and my p...thetic tent.Never having even been on a date, tired of a world of shallow people, I wallowed in my own misery. Krystal, Samuel's mother, meant more to me than my own 'family.' She licked the tears from my face when I lost my job, she stayed by me through the darkest times of my life ... I thought several times of her as my 'wife,' but never. The paramedics complain, “We sure as hell don’t like having guns pointed at us.”Ira counters, “This has become a combat hostilities zone, be thankful that we only pointed our weapons at you.”I defuse the situation by saying, “We have two men down with slight bleeding out of their ears. They probably have hearing issues as well as concussions.”The mouthy paramedic orders, “Just move the hell out of the way and let us do our jobs.”Ira’s hand heads toward the Katana on her back but I make a motion. Luxury vehicles and limousines lined the streets. It was quite strange.Even more peculiar was the shop, it was bustling with people, but much of the merchandise had been cleared out. When she opened the door and stepped in she could see them better, well dressed men and women with champagne flutes chit chatting and smiling as if it was some New York Cocktail Party. She felt completely out of place. She made her way through the crowd and couldn’t her but feel their eyes on her appraising her,. When the next set of evening preparations started she asked the eunuchs whether this was for the Master, or for his friends and when the party arrangement was confirmed she determined to do something different this time. Something to please her new Master even more. She selected some items from her western wardrobe with care and explained to the eunuchs what she was going to do. When they objected at this departure from the usual practice in Kobekistan she demanded that they ask Ramzy El-Najjar.