“Go on up girls. I’m going to show Eric our family bed.”Joel said as he led Eric to the stairs to the masterloft bedroom in the geod...sic dome house. The three girls scampered up the stairs laughing andgiggling and plopped themselves down on the bed. WhenEric first saw the bed he found it hard to believe. Itmust be at least fifteen feet across, or more, twice thesize, or more, of a king size bed, all made up nicelywith sheets and a spread, sheets, and blankets that werebig. All Dulcie could say was ‘if ever you change your minds, call me’.It took a couple of weeks to settle the details, but Rebecca, suitably uniformed, bruises almost gone, started at The Plume School. Dulcie had had ‘words’ with the Principal, whom she had encountered before in relation to another ‘fostering’. As a result, he was sensibly receptive.Rebecca, unprompted, accompanied Liina to church, where she was warmly welcomed. It was so different to her previous experience that she didn’t quite. "I was unaware just how notorious those two captains of yours were." He looked directly at Colonel Theberge as he did so."Oh, yes," the Colonel noted. "You're at the same station as that squad of the RCAF Regiment that Captain Whitefeather is training. Has that been entertaining too?" Enormously," the major grinned. "Tell me, that question that General Alders said, why IS it that neither Whitefeather nor that other Captain have been drummed out? What saves them?" Besides me, you mean?" Colonel. He got a new office, new responsibilities and, with them, he got the redheaded secretary.For a few days nothing transpired.Jake, who was a handsome guy, tall and lean and sandy haired, with a boyish smile, noticed that Gloria watched him speculatively from time to time, staring across her typewriter. When he caught her gaze, she continued to look contemplatively at him for a moment, before looking away.He thought nothing of it.As a secretary, she was highly efficient, and he figured he was.