“Do we have to go that way?”“No,” she said, and they backtracked into the hospital. She called Annie on her new cell phone. “Annie!”“Oy!...Where are you?”“We’re still inside. Can you move the van around back?”“No. I’m not in the van. I’m home.”Tricia did a double-take. “What are you doing home? Aren’t you picking us up? Did you forget we were leaving today?”“No. Something came up. You don’t mind coming home alone, do you?”Tricia frowned. This is so unlike her. “Um ... No. It’s okay. We’ll. .. but it’d be a race they’d remember for a while) ... and a quasi-legal meson drive for weaponry. The military listed it in their records as non-salvageable, so, unless some one was really looking to nail my hide to the wall, they wouldn’t say anything about it. And in that case, they’d probably already have a bunch of different ways to shut (or shoot) me down.MARY’S DREAM can take on warships four or five times it’s size and at least let them know they’ve been in a fight ... but that’s not my. “I have a tab. It’s under Mike,” I replied before taking the beers back to my table. We continued drinking, each of us taking turns buying the rounds, as I kept my attention on her and her friends. I wanted to go talk to her badly, but was afraid of the rejection that many other guys had faced earlier. Even though she never actually acknowledged me, since her back was to me, I knew that she knew I was there. The only fluff of evidence I had was the fact her slightly equally attractive friends. We ate lunch at home before heading out for the second part of our Monday commitment. Of course, the kids went with us in the truck. That was to the nuclear power plant, and we did not find any hogs there. Maybe we had worked ourselves out of a contract. Well, we would know in a couple of weeks.We got home early enough to take a family ride around the neighborhood on our bicycles. It was surprising how different a place can look from a bicycle as compared to a pickup. Anyway, that was an.