‘Bill Adams, Sam Notaranni, and Ben Li, it’s my pleasure to introduce you to my good friends, Gwen Anderson and Steve Hammer. I did my part. Now i...’s up to you three,’ grinned Larry as he stepped back. ‘We were quite willing to wait until you were done with the press. Asking a favor in front of reporters isn’t really very fair,’ reasoned Bill Adams, the apparent spokesman of the group. ‘Sir, if it’s about helping veterans, feel free to ask us anything, in front of anyone,’ responded Gwen as she. Mental scars could not be rebuilt or expunged from the mind so easily. Time was to be the only healer and that, not very successful in its efforts.Every year, the ever dwindling numbers of ex-service men, filed along the Mall in a proud march, to lay wreaths of poppies at the Cenotaph and pay their respects. Each with his own story of his part in the last world war, Each holding their memories of fallen comrades, small and large victories, amusing anecdotes and tales to enthral young children,. This had happened before, as she was a trauma nurse at the local hospital. Luckily for me, she worked twelve hour shifts during the first of the week, so she was available from Thursday until Saturday.Me, I worked out of town, a lot.No, I don't have a high paying executive job that has me jetting around the country, solving problems for megacorporations or saving the world for the government. I lay stone.That's right, stone. Big rocks, you follow?My father was the guy I just talked about,. He’s the son of Ali who was our cook before his death. He learnt cooking from his father.”“So who does your cooking now?” Sharon asked.Aunt Vicky smiled, “Tamba sees to all my needs. I’ll leave you now my dear to settle into your new home. You both must be exhausted after your long journey. Tomorrow you will meet the others at the B-B-Q”. She hugged Sharon and kissed Shaun on the cheek before leaving.Shaun reached down and picked up Sharon, who squealed as he carried her over the.