"Hi, Heather," I said standing in her path. She stopped just before running into me, still looking at the ground. I waited a few seconds before liftin... her chin. "Aren't you going to say'hi'?"Even with her face toward mine, her eyes still looked to the side. She couldn't or wouldn't look me in the eyes. "Let's go get a soda so we can talk, okay?" I got to go home. I got a lot of homework to do." That can wait. I need to talk to you. Just for a little bit andI'll take you home, okay?" She stood. You’ll get the whole damn bunch of you killed. We’re the only ones got jurisdiction over civilians in the Territory; ask your colonel and your lieutenant when you get back.”“We’re not due to return until next week. If we go back now, we’ll be asked why. I reckon we’ll just set up camp where y’all were and hunker down for a few days, then we’ll see what happens when we get back. If I say anything to Lieutenant DeBona about anyone questioning his orders, you’ll hear him holler all the way down. Several times I giggled and Cindy asked what was so funny. Even though I wanted to tell her about what I had seen, I just put her off.After warming ourselves in the sun, Cindy and I jumped into the pool and splashed one another for a few minutes. Mom came out to the pool and called for me to get out so she could talk to me. I went to the shallow end of the pool and stepped onto the tile that circled it. I stood there dripping and Mom's eyes traveled from my chest to my crotch and back."We're. "Too fancy? Okay, how about the Tremont?" asked Dad. The Tremont was Dad's favorite restaurant. It had been torn down in the1990s, but now it was an excellent upscale restaurant. I immediately waslooking forward to going there. "That sounds great," I replied. "Well, I've got to go, bye." As with the previous day, I kissed Dad goodbye. Part of the reason for myfast exit was that it had just hit me that we held the reception afterDad's memorial service at the Tremont, and it had been the last.