When my horrid mirth died down to weak giggles, he spoke."I'm glad you enjoyed that because your attitude just cost you." His hands were fisted at his...sides, slight tremors running up his arms. "Know this - you could have prevented this had you wished but what will come will be solely your burden to bear." He turned to leave and I couldn't help a parting shot."Well, thank you for your barely veiled threats and obscure pseudo-prophecy," I remarked. "Please, feel free to keep them to yourself. She seethed in anger. She thought it's bad enough he hits me but to hit my little girl ... Damn that man. If I could just get a little ahead I would take Sarah and leave. Oh why did Harry have to drive so carelessly coming home from his last job? She knew it was partly her fault. She had been so insistent he arrive in time to take her to that damn party. She still remembered her anger the night he died. She had dressed in her best dress and was stomping around the house screaming about how. The corridor was illuminated with glowing candles, those phallic shaped bastions of dull light and warmth, the erotic temperature in heat and color, added to their basic shape, providing young girls with their first true lover, an ancient taker of submissive virgins, unlit in a moment of rising heat, then lit in a cooling passion, to warm with heat and bathe in a glow.The door at the end loomed closer and larger, to cry out within would be pointless, its heaviness and thickness, absorbed the. "Derek nodded and then his mouth dropped as he asked, "Sergeant sir?" Didn't anybody tell you? We've given you an extra stripe,congratulations Sergeant." Thank you, sir," said Derek, who tried to salute, but his arm was tiedto the side of the bed to hold the saline drip tube going into it."Do you remember anything about the blast Sergeant?" MacTaggart asked,sitting down beside Derek's bed and carefully placing his cap on Derek'sbedside locker.Derek shook his head and tried hard to remain.