"We had only been married a few months," I said softly, "and we wanted to get away from everything and everybody just for a few days. We borrowed this...little tent and backpacks and took the train. We walked hand in hand for most of the day until we found this lovely little site. You know it was one of those small sites that only allow five units on it. We pitched our little tent and lit our stove to make coffee and then we heated some stew out of a can."It was so idyllic, thinking back, the sun. I only broke down a little bit in going over the details. She offered me a glass of water. I happily took this proffered drink. She let me go on as I related the details which seemed so fresh after 43 years in hiding.She knew where I had been a year ago. She knew we had covered many topics. Some hard. Some silly. But never as dark as this.We both were able to conclude this was no dream. Not some sudden variation of the same.I was able to show actual fear at the vision I had seen. The poor,. I kept thinking about poor Bessie, Beth,Mary, Amy and after that I thought good riddance. I was no better than anyslave or prisoner who have convinced themselves it's their lot in life, Ihad accepted a prison as my home. So instead of goodbye it was goodriddance.In the stairway I saw another girl, a redhead wearing the uniform sittingoutside the door to the food court, there was a murmur inside and she washere smoking away."Just six of us eh?" I said."There are three others in there, they are. I got you.’ Misha sat back in his chair, a flush of pleasure running through him. That was the closest to an admittance of how she felt that she had given him. ‘You’re the best looking man in here, and you’re with me.’ Suddenly the pleasure drained out of him, ‘Froo.’ Sighing to himself, he just shook his head, sadly acknowledging that maybe for her it was all so different, the feelings he had, and maybe she just didn’t feel them for him. ‘You’ve got some sauce on your lips.’ Licking his lips,.