As caregivers came and went, I stayed.I don't remember my parents, never even seen a picture, at first I wasn't allowed to see. Now I am afraid of see...ng their faces again, afraid I will remember something about them, about something I can never have. I do remember my friends, imaginary friends or so I was told. They were my age young and small. There were a lot of them who came and went, but one stayed. A little girl with bright red hair and a fiery temper even at such a young age. We would. As it happens the week she was going for stretched into a month. Missus Paxmore and the three girls were left to run things.2) I got shot down. Like I said, I was getting blasé, losing concentration. Getting lax. I dived on some bombers and misjudged the angle so I was in cross fire between two. I felt the bullet go through my leg, clean through. Nearly a flesh wound except it nicked the bone. Plenty of blood, I felt it start to fill my boot. The other gun got the screen and one bullet smashed. Their advice would be sought.According to my charts, it was something in excess of a thousand miles from Honolulu to Sally Island. Surely some part of that journey could be accomplished by air?I spoke to Robert Dalvani, one of the three names that had been provided. He wanted to know who had recommended him, and I explained. He wanted to know who else's name had been mentioned, and again, I was forthcoming. "You should meet all of us together," Dalvani advised.Why not? I called and spoke to the. I quickly put the things away.There was a stillness in the house that was eerie. There was no sound at all, and I found it a little unsettling, but it was, at least, peaceful for a moment. Night was quickly upon me as I relaxed out on the porch. After a fine cigar and a few beers, darkness had finally settled in.I walked about my dark house. A light snore came from my daughter's room as I crept inside. I was careful as I slipped into bed with her, laying down next to her, pulling her back into.