I knew the look–it was the look of a woman unsure that she should be doing this or being in this situation. I stepped towards her crossing the room ...n a few steps. Then I crooked my finger under her chin and lifted her face to mine. "Just relax honey. You and I both know you want this. Otherwise, you wouldn't have brought me back here. And I want this too. So let's just enjoy ourselves, okay?"She gave me a weak smile and nodded her head slightly. "That's my girl." and I leaned in to kiss her. I. I'm here for another week and a half. I'm on a travelling holiday." She smiled, then wondered if she should have given him all that information."That's wonderful. How much of our beautiful country have you managed to see?" I've been driving part way around the South Island for the last week. I arrived in Christchurch, drove across the island through Arthur's Pass, over to Westport. Stayed there for a couple of nights, then drove back over the Pass and came here via the East Coast route." Wow. We won! The band was playing, people were screaming, and running out on the field.I was still picking out grass from my face mask, as coach grabbed me from the back of my jersey. He glared at me intently, and said, "That was a hell of a gamble, and you got lucky. Billy, you'd be a hell of a quarterback if you could just take instructions. We'll talk at practice… Good game!" He slapped me on the butt.Someone jumped on my back. I recognized the hands wrapped around my neck by the charm. "You're out? You're a civilian?" She jumped into my arms. "I'm so happy," she said, sobbing. Two things struck me. We had not kissed and she had not called me Randy."What are your plans?" She asked. We were in my car, running some errands. Laura's hair was brushed and her face was scrubbed but to my surprise, she wore no make up. In addition to the loose fitting clothes, she wore sun glasses."I don't have any," I answered, failing to add, "it depends on us." I had written that I planned on.