Jake had pulled the large pot out of the oven and had it resting on the marble centre island. He directed her to sit at a breakfast table for two at o...e end of the console. The table was laid with a setting for two, with the same bright shiny cutlery and cut crystal glasses he used for their first meal, for water, sparkling wine and table wine. Having sat her down at her place and placing a napkin across her lap, he handed her a glass of Champagne to be getting on with. He sat opposite her,. C. back then.Dinner forgotten, daddy came around to my chair and enfolded me in his arms, stroking my hair. "I'm sorry, Alexandra. We don't have much of a choice. Home is where the Army sends us, not where we would like to go. For the next couple of years, Ft. Belvoir will be home. It will be all right. I promise! I will be back to get you from Grandpa Schloss' as soon as possible," he murmured comfortingly, though I barely heard a word. "They don't get to see you very often and they were. We can’t do that now,” she starts. “I’ve just done my make-up and I got dressed.” You stand up and look at her in mock disappointment. You already knew she wouldn’t do anything, because you need to go to the restaurant for breakfast. You grab some clothes to put in before turning to Danielle for a kiss. “I love you,” you say. “Love you too,” Danielle replies. You get dressed and put some gel in your hair. Now you look at least a bit presentable, although you might want to shave since you. I'd be surprised if god, big G or small, was mentioned."Listen," he repeated after letting the silence speak for itself.We listened. A single shout of "Kill the Program" broke the silence. It was probably the same moron who yelled "Get in the hole!" every time Tiger swung a club."Don't shout," Pastor Jeff gently scolded. "If you're shouting you're not listening."Listen, and in the quietude you may just hear the voice of God, while others will stand in awe of the vastness of the universe."Oops!.