He had saved the day. Harrison came over. He was mad. He had misjudged the situation, and two men were wounded. Who could he blame for his mistakes, t... protect his record? "Sherwood, what part of 'No shooting, I want to take them alive' didn't you understand?"Sherwood was stunned. "But, sir-" No buts, this isn't going to look good on your record."Sherwood barely was able to keep himself from slugging his chief. The bureaucratic asshole! He shook with suppressed fury.Harrison smiled. He always. "I'd better go back and see if they have a room with two beds" I said as I started to leave the room."Don't be silly" Joyce said, "There is plenty of room. We won't crowd each other." That's not my fear girl. You are a beautiful and sexy looking lady and I'm not all that sure that I can trust myself being that close to you." Oh bull crap Rob. You sleep on one side and I sleep on the other and there will be almost a foot between us. In twin beds there would only be three or four feet between us.. "Aunt Jane was normally a very levelheaded person, but meeting Uhuru had thrown her for a loop. The first thing she did when she got home was to jump into the shower and shave her legs. Then she quickly dried herself off and toweled her hair.She bounced over to her closet to try to find something to wear. "Yuck," she thought, "this usually isn't a problem for me." She finally settled on a light summer print dress.Aunt Jane wasn't one to put on a lot of makeup or spend a lot of time on a fancy. She slowly withdrew her soft hand from mine. ‘What is your question, Sam?’ ‘How are you and your child doing since your husband’s death? Do you have a son or a daughter?’ ‘I have a thirteen year old son, Sam. His name is Ted and he has taken his father’s death very hard. It’s been over a year now and he is trying to cope, but it’s been difficult.’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that, Sally. Death of a parent is difficult for anyone much less a child.’ ‘Thank you, Sam.’ ‘How are you doing? You’re coping.