Too bad it is at his own expense. He too bites back a grin, betrayed by his dimples. “You don't surf in Darwin.” “But it is close to 'Sunshi...e Coast'?” “No.” She shook her head. “No. It's not.” He still hasn't let go of her hand. Now he turns sit and kisses the inside of her palm. Rose shivers He smiles (only one dimple this time), blue eyes dancing. “Can I get you a drink?” “Please, join me.” She gestures at her table and the empty seat opposite. “I have ordered champagne.” He. .. quiet oblivion and bliss... all you need to do is say the word... one little word and it will be over... no effort... no strain... just a word... just say it... say it... is that so hard...??? so much to ask...???" and here calm and almost quiet begins to rise... soft tones replaced by deeper meaning... menace growing... a return to what was before and now... words clipped... the spaces between them more blinks than breaths and with my mouth still scant centimetres from her ear the torrent. Meanwhile, the cavalry would capture the next bridge downstream. They would entrench on both sides -- just in case the Confederates had troops on the Georgia side -- and hold the bridge until Butler brought the main infantry force down and across the bridge.Warren saluted and said “Yes, sir.” He had only one star fewer than Butler, but he could remember when he was a sergeant interviewed by General Butler. When he was given an assignment, he did it or died trying. He could tell that holding. ”“What about your dad?”“Pfft! He’s not gonna miss me, man. He’ll probably just get drunk and not even bake a turkey. It’s win-win. Trust me... Anyway, you said you were spacin’ out. What’s got you cruisin’?”Terry fidgeted and looked uncomfortable. His eyes settled on one of his guitars. “Well, my dad might not even be in town for Thanksgiving. My mom seems fine, but Mal’s quieter than usual and Cassie doesn’t know yet and I- Well I’m kinda pissed really.”Alex stared at Terry unsure what to.