In Soviet times, this establishment was the exclusive preserve of the Writers Union and boasts music, carved wood interior decoration and excellent cu...sine. Over the meal, the two friends catch up. Angela talks and talks; the talk a substitute for touching. It's too public for intimate discussion but she feels she can unburden herself about her recent adventures."Anatoly, I want to ask you about something strange. What do you think of this? Last year, an American phoned me to arrange an. Boards were missing from the walls and more than one branch now grew though the rotting windows. Yet it still stood proudly like the pirate ship they often pretended it was.His gaze drifted from the tree to gaze at the house in the yard. The purple curtains still hung in her window. He could remember how often Ashley and he would stay up late into the night gazing up at the stars from their perspective windows. They would defy their bedtimes, if only to spend a little more time together. Now. Please sit. What would you like to drink?" Anything at all." Water?" That sounds nice," Diana responded as she sat on the couch.Hope took two bottles of water out of the refrigerator, handed one to Diana, and sat in a chair."No," the Queen said, quietly patting the couch beside her. "Sit here with me, please."Hope changed seats, sitting where Diana indicated. "You sure there's nothing wrong?" the teenager questioned again, still wondering."Stop worrying. It's just something I noticed, or. " she had said.She figured that since he had been a skilled pilot it would be a waste to not make use of those abilities. Therefore she had promptly sent him to a Dizyntk military training center to refresh his skills. It had not taken long for Michael to renew his piloting skills. Apparently the old saying about never forgetting how to ride a bike was accurate. Just three weeks after starting the training program Michael was awarded a first class starship piloting certification by the Fleet.