Is what you did there define what you are now?"Jane suddenly flushed in embarrassment. "Who told you about that?" You just did." And the bay erupted i... laughter. Jorge reached into his rucksack to produce a bunch of fresh plantains and a bottle of 60 year old rum. "Let's continue this in the galley and then you can decide whether to space me or not."After Jorge had prepared a delicious meal of plantains and saffron rice, they started eating and passing around the rum.Zoe spoke first. "I'm Zoe. It was different in Sweden when the bus stop was two blocks or so from my house, and when I could get anywhere by bus or tram in about an hour. And it was a lot safer in Sweden.”“Yeah, the El isn’t terrible with regard to safety, but I agree, it’s nothing like the «spårvagnar» or «Tunnelbana». And our buses are terrible compared to the ones in Sweden.”“Are you happy so far?” Cindi asked.“Absolutely!” Sofia said. “I’ve wanted to come here since I first met Steve. I was lucky because my. If only Daphne hadn't left the day after as soon as her testing was done. He'd at least have someone to talk to. Well, at least he didn't have to wait anymore."You're late, Tonks." He said calmly only for a huff to apparently sound, apparently out if thin air. A few twists and the tug away of an invisibility cloak (one of the few in the whole world, something else they could afford) revealed a frustrated Nymphadora Tonks. His Witch Bodyguard was beautiful and sexy in a down to Earth way,. He just didn’t buy into all of the fake airs and show that boys who went to THE university did. He was just Sid, with an easy smile and friendly eyes but an underlying seriousness that said, ‘don’t fuck with me’. To her surprise, her mom and dad had warmed up to Sid quickly. Her dad had served in combat in another war, in a time when most kids were fighting to avoid the draft, Sid had volunteered at seventeen and served in the war as a door gunner on a helicopter. Her dad respected that and.