Your bravery makes us so proud of the coming generation. You showed us all how much promise is waiting to be discovered."How are you, son?" he meant e...ery word. You can tell when a politician is lying, and Shane Victorello was telling the straight truth.I pointed to my head and sighed. "It hurts. Really, really hurts, but I'm going to be fine. I just wish the President was fine. I would trade places with him in a heartbeat. I tried to get to that gun, Mr. Secretary. I really tried to get to him. He found the newspaper office in a narrow little building just down the street. A picture of a trumpet next to some fancy lettering painted on a window almost as wide as the structure made the office easy to find, even if he couldn't read the lettering itself.A tiny bell over the door sent a tinging sound through the office, bringing a short little man scurrying from somewhere back behind a set of swinging doors. He was wiping black sticky looking stuff off his hands with a rag that appeared to. " But she's dying!" So I've heard, Tammy. That's why I want to talk with her, while I still have a chance. Life is full of missed chances. Not ever knowing your mother would be a missed chance for me. Will you allow me to come?" Could we go alone? Dad, I mean Harry, he gets terribly torn up when he sees Mum." It's okay to call him 'Dad'. He's your father. I suppose we can go alone. Maybe Henry can drive us though. I'm not comfortable with the traffic here."They were interrupted by a soft knock. He told each of them that the purpose of the meeting was very important and would be explained in detail at the meeting. He invited Rolf and Ann to attend the meeting. Rolf said that he had other commitments but asked Ann to attend in his place. Rolf, Ann and Jim were the only ones that knew the purpose of the meeting.On the night of the meeting he arrived at the restaurant about 2 hours early to make sure that everything was set for the meeting. He had ordered an open bar for an hour before.