As I was her last patient of the day, Pat let me sleep for about twenty minutes, then woke me with a glass of water. I felt quite embarrassed, but she...was adamant that it was the ultimate compliment. From then on, she always tried to book me into the last appointment, saying, "I'll see if you end up sleeping with me again." It made us both laugh.As time went by, our relationship became easier and cosier. We talked of our hopes and fears, our children -- anything under the sun. We were relaxed. It seemed like she couldn’t get enough love making and when Steve told her it was great but suggested they should get some sleep. She cuddled with him and saw that he fell asleep before she did.At the clinic the next day a man appearing to be in his middle twenties walked in and said he wanted to talk to Steve. The man, Doug Hastings was the Iraqi war vet his wife had mentioned yesterday.In talking to the man Steve could see that the loss of part of his leg even though he was wearing prosthesis. Instead of taking the cup of tea from my hand when I offered it to her she wrapped her arms around me and lifted her head for a kiss. I gave her a ‘you are fabulous’ kiss that we maintained for a while. I had prepared a sausage and potato stir-fry with onions, garlic, and red peppers that was unhealthy enough to please. She helped me clean up after dinner. We sat and drank our second cup of tea. Neither of us had said a word until she asked, ‘How far away do you live from Felicity, Texas?’ I. "There was a pause, nearly long enough for Bryan to repeat the question."All dark," Andrew replied. "No lights within visual range. Even the glow from town is dark."Bryan digested this for a moment before continuing. "Can you see anything in the dark at all?" Yes," Andrew replied. "The moon is about a quarter full and that's giving me enough to see the corner of the property and the gate fairly clearly." Good," Bryan said. "It's my shift tonight. I'll see you at shift change." Ten-Four," Andrew.