Ihad completely overlooked it yesterday. The shoes fit me. How was thatpossible? Girls had smaller feet than I, especially girls who fit intothis cost...me. I picked them up. Yep, exactly my size.I didn't know what I was supposed to think. Had Mom bought the shoes forme? No, that wasn't possible. You could see from the soles that they hadbeen used, and there were also other traces of use. The shoes had beenworn often.By whom? I could make no sense of all this. Yesterday I had at firstthought, it. ." Is Claire Bennet dead?"For the first time in several hours, I laugh. And admittedly, it feels good."She's close to that stage." What happened?" Don't ask," I reply glumly. She has her own problems. Letting her worry about my crap is the last thing I want."It's Jim, isn't it?"Damn. There isn't a single thing I can hide from her. Somehow, sitting hundreds of miles away, she can always read my mind.I sigh. "Yes." Do you want to talk?" she asks."No. Yes. I-I don't know."Joyce is the only sane. Billy and Philip, both of them, and the men who armed our ships. So many men risking their lives, even dying. For what? Ideals? Liberty, is that it? I just don't understand. Aren't we all free? Don't we have free will?She rubbed her eyes. Now these men, these old men. They're full of hate. They might cause trouble, burn me out. If I put a red ribbon on my door, will that protect me? Wait, now they're wearing white cockades. It's too confusing.She stretched her long legs and ran both hands. ” Pointing the way to the kitchen where I got myself a glass of wine, as I was so horny took off my clothes I thought I would surprise them both. How wrong I was, Ralf came in with just shorts on and an unlit joint in his mouth, “Good girl” he smiled. Then Steve appeared with a cheeky smile on his face, calling me “a dirty cow” Ralf meanwhile lit the joint and we all shared it and drank some more wine, he kept saying what a shame we were not staying longer as he didn't want to rush things, but.