He said you were pretty good. Was he serious? You wrote poetry?" What is so hard to believe?" I had decided to advance the boy's education, training h...m in the art of warfare and in the art of diplomacy. He took to the manners I taught him easily, sometimes surprising me. Perhaps I shouldn't be astounded that he would be interested in Poetry as well."Poetry is everywhere, Gaku, in the hills and streams around us, in this roadway, even in the sunset. If something makes you feel, really feel. Ginger was being sneaky in this room of friends. I did not shut her down but no way in hell was I letting my boy slam me over Ginger. This girl was not in my league. Well i excused my self got my phone out texted my booty call for that night. It appears Ginger was sprung and had other thoughts. Ginger had gloom on her face as bid them all good night.It was a fast paced week. Saturday night club scene getting my dance on. Typical scene Ginger and Meli in club again. This was a routine for. Adam hesitated a few moments, but then followed suit. Thomas ordered the doors to close and then mentally commanded the hover craft to head for the caves at its maximum speed.The water twins slept late and then had another relaxing bathe in the stream before eating an early lunch and then packing up."If we make the same time as yesterday, we should be back at the caves just before the light gives out," said Ben."Have you checked on Adam and Thomas?" Sarah asked."Yeah, they're in the hover craft. Carson was head over several different research groups for the President. He was one more of the hundreds of people I needed to meet and gain their confidence.At 0800 I was in a national security meeting with all the right people. The NSA and CIA had fresh satellite images of all of Iran in high definition.The analyst had been over them with a big magnifying glass. Each photo had last week’s photo attached, with any changes in the field circled.I listened as they gave their professional.