My son Arun left for US to work on Computers after he graduated here and he is coming back for good after his two H1 terms. I was seeing him after 3 y...ars so I was very excited. I picked him up at the airport on a Friday. When I saw him for the first time coming out of the airport I could not wait any longer and hugged him tight with a lot of affection. Arun also hugged me close to him but the thing happened after few seconds startled me. When Arun hugged me he caressed my back which is pretty. He nodded to his colleague. “Okay. We’re good.”For a moment Sturgeon thought his lies and evasions had been believed. His two visitors however quickly disabused him of that notion. Apart from the chair Sturgeon was using, there was only one other chair. Carter perched himself on the edge of a low table against the wall, while his colleague took the chair.“You used to have a military wing... ?”Carter made the statement sound like a question, and trailed it off in a way that made Sturgeon even. The bullet bounced off Timmo and hit him in the chest. “Who was that?”“Mister Donaldson, that is Admiral Nelson. He acted without my knowledge.”“Mason, he was in your party. You are responsible for his death or punishment if he lives. We have protection. It appears that the British Empire is as barbaric as the fools who previously attempted aggression against us still involved in this affair. This is not a sign of good faith. In my universe, there was an old saying that, “Violence is the last. Almost not even tones. I strained to position them.They were outside.I took a breath. The ridge beneath my ribs stung. I bore down and the sound of my stream drowned out their noise. After I stood I sneaked a look out the window. Renegade bamboo ran between the fence and clothes line. The noise was from beyond the bamboo, from my neighbour's yard. There was nothing to see.Back in my bed, I was unable to return to *****. The sheets were too stiff or cold. I pulled the blankets high and grew too.