He folded up his book & put it on the floor on the far side of the bed & not the table beside him. I turned & exited his room & bounced down each of t...e risers again. He was right behind me. We ate our supper, all looking at each other, but Mrs White would ask me how things are at school. I cleaned up afterwards, washing the plates, Mrs White came over, nudging me to the side & washed up the glasses, I had started to dry the plates. I wanted to be alone with Robert. But Mrs White said "Some TV. Shelby rescued me."So then, Mr. Matthews, I'll look forward to seeing you sixth period tomorrow." I recognized the formal name and sure enough, another teacher was walking up. From the shorts, polo shirt and tennis shoes it was pretty obvious what she was, if not who. Mr. Shelby filled in the blank for me."Coach Jenkins, good to see you again. We're just making new friends. This is Mr. Matthews, one of our incoming freshman and the newest addition to my sixth period class."I found myself. Prom night, the ballroom in the hotel did look lovely, the school had really pushed the boat out to see us off, with a local band and a half decent DJ. We had a proper sit-down meal, reminding me of a wedding again, and after the meal we were all ushered into the bar as they removed the tables for the dance. Mike took my hand and led me outside, he took out a packet of cigarettes and lit one, Jesus he smokes, what a wanker, has he any idea that smoking is the precise opposite of cool? He didn't. "So how are you finding the training here?" It is difficult," one of the soldiers said."Are you the Mossad operative?" I asked her."Former Mossad," she corrected me."This should be a walk in the park for you," I said."I did not like middle of the night runs for them, and I don't like middle of the night runs for Swamp Dogs," she said."I was lucky I never did that stuff. I came in through the back door. Special soft operative I think," I said."An you are the one who kidnaps whole families and.