“Marion where are you taking me for breakfast?”“I though the diner at the next exit off the interstate. We ate there once a few months ago. Mayb... I ate there alone, anyway the food is good and there were no cops in the place.”“Don’t worry so much, we have to meet them sometime or other,” Sally said. “Though I would prefer it be later.”“As would I,” I agreed. “There is absolutely no reason to rush it.”The eggs and bacon were very good. The orange juice wasn’t as good, but I decided to eat all I. .” I didn’t get any further. “I know who you are.” A grin developed across your face and, turning to your friends, you said, “Excuse us.” As your hand slipped under my elbow and steered me to the end of the bar. Then looking down at me you said one word: “Yes?” My mouth was dry and my throat closed, so I just nodded as you steered me on to a table at the side of the room. As we sat I was aware of your eyes following all the contours of my body. “Why are you here? On-line you said never – and. I believe this to constitute truth in advertising, a visual warning, similar to a tiger’s growl, signifying that your continued existence is only on her sufferance. I love this scar. It proclaims that she is not a girly-girl, and demands respect for doing foolish things in foolish ways and surviving, bloodied perhaps, but unbowed. My wife has a scar on her belly. It has been there since the birth of our third son, who was so wrapped up in his umbilical cord that he was choking himself, an. "Remember, you have to tend to the damage you caused!" They both smiled at the thought, and with the relief of a battle that seemed won."I'll be back soon. I promise"David made his way toward the front of the train. While he didn't hear any more shooting, he checked every door and gauged the risks of every carriage hallway. Finally he came out onto the open car with the AA gun. A couple of Tommies were seated, leaning back against the sand bags, smoking and talking quietly. When they saw him.