” Not knowing if it was hearing her name or the coolness of the night air, a shiver runs down her spine as she continues her “ritualistic” night...y walk from class to her dorm room.The heels of her shoes making a soft “clicking” sound as she walks on the pavement, she hears the rustling of leaves from behind her. Frozen where she stood, Katie holds her breathe - listening - but hears nothing except the crickets’ nightly serenade. Laughing and commending herself for having such a vivid. At least that idea makes sense. The Sa'arm will have lots of difficulty aiming at anything in the middle of a raging wildfire. Colonel Frost isn't exactly "frosty" with the idea. (I swear that is his words.)Other than that life does just kind of slip along in our tropical paradise. We have lots of babies to care for, but Louisa puts in a fantastic effort to make sure that we never have a baby crying because they are hungry or need to be changed. We do as a group work to make sure that a baby. I had hardly ever had anyone who paid much attention to me so when Don began to talk to me and listen to me I loved the attention and threw myself at him. I can hardly remember my mother ever hugging or kissing me but I still remember the first day he babysat me pulling me onto his lap on his recliner. I think I remember it so much because most of the time Don held me, he held me very tight and firm. Most times I was held, I would have to ask to be put down before he would release me and often. “Remove the restraints, Officer. Mr. Connors is in no condition to offer any kind of challenge to you or me.”Oh, I could challenge both of them, but I wasn’t going to say that aloud.Jenkins grunted and then moved into the room.I stood up and offered him my back.He removed the handcuff from my left hand and then pulled it around and locked it on the desk drawer.I looked at him. “Really?”Mr. Van Dusen waved me down. “Is there a problem, Officer? Did I not make myself clear?”“I will not leave him.