Sean smiled in understanding, and sent a wave of calming to her as he said, "Would you let them know that we're here?" His smile broadened into a grin...when he continued with, "I think their conversation would be a lot more productive if we were in there."The secretary grinned back. She had briefly met Sean a few times through the years. Martha sometime brought him to district PTA meetings and school board meetings. She liked the boy. He always seemed to be attentive and interested in everything. C. area, I think just to keep from climbing the walls.Gary was flying for the DEA in South America. He narrowly missed getting shot down while spraying cocoa fields.Dave and Bob got married. That was a surprise to all of us. But we all attended the ceremony and wished them well.So, life goes on. I doubt if we will ever have another mission like the "snatch and grab" of Snelling, but I hope we never have the need to. Hopefully, the nation has learned its lesson. I somehow doubt it though. They. He was holding them by the neck and they were both very dead. "I'm supposed to help you get them ready for the pot or freezer, whichever you want." I just got out of the bathtub, Dub," she said."That's nice," he said, smiling widely."I don't have anything on," she tried again."I kind of saw that. Sorry. I was just tryin' to see if you was here."She looked at the tall young man, holding two dead chickens, and decided her life HAD entered the realm of science fiction."You can't pay me with. So I'm afraid you'll have to put up with some skin. Is that a problem?" Not at all," I said calmly. "Help yourself to a sandwich."We spent the afternoon by the pool, me with lemonades, Ms. Lee with a series of gin and tonics that looked to my untrained eye as if they were getting lighter and lighter on the tonic as the sun started down toward the horizon.By six o'clock, I was done with my studying."I thought I'd grill some shrimp tonight," I said. "How does that sound?" I'm sorry," Ms. Lee.