It was supposed to be abandoned, the last occupant having gotten killed when his kid got caught diddling the daughter of a rival clan. The rival clan ...ad been looking for an excuse to leave the Taliban's side and join the Alliance. The kid was their excuse. They killed the entire clan and sought U. S. protection in return for their resources and fighters. The Taliban leaders in Marjah were pissed because the farmer was a supporter and grew poppy and food for them.So there we were, in the middle. OH NO! Are you Chaemarian?”“NO. What I am is your worst nightmare! Chaemarians would have mercy on you ... I WON’T. You better hope Blumrick hurries or he’ll come back to find ALL of you dead, just like that mutt!” I said in an evil voice, pointing at my first victim.“CJ, can you hear me? I’m on the ship now. There is a guy who is going to bring you to me. Let me know if he tries anything, okay?”I could feel his spirits lift, “He just grabbed my arm and is pulling me toward the place where they. Even though Willie told me they would probably only be able to come out for weekends, I want to make sure that the place we had for them was everything they could possibly want.I will never give up hope that one day they may all end up living with us permanently.We sat in the empty galley and pushed two long tables up against each other so all 19 of us could sit around it.It felt like King Arthur and the Roundtable, only it was square.Everyone seemed eager to help me incorporate their ideas. "How did he take it?" she asked her mother, watching Billy.Her arms came forward one dangling from one hand was a pair of heels,the other clutched a pair of beige pantyhose and there was a flash ofsomething shiny and pink in the middle of the hose.Billy saw the flash and looked at his sister grinning and over to hismother. "Mom don't make me wear pantyhose please, there must besomething else that will work?"Sara just shook her head quietly back and forth a stern look appearingon her face..