" Well I really have to go now," Ana said, "so I'll meet you in class." I'll stay with you Lana; you know how you get sometimes when it starts." Hanna... said.As Ana ran in search of the nearest girl's room, Hannah and Lana walked toward the vending machine.Lana sat on a bench next to it and as Hannah got her the drink she pulled out a pack of pills from her pocket.After taking it and sitting a minute or two Lana said, "You better go ahead, I'm okay but I better go slowly." Well I'll wait for. I hope you kill the bastards, she thought as she turned to go back to her husband.In the tent, she had another bout of worry, which brought the tears on again. When they finally stopped, she admonished herself and hoped her husband would never learn how much of a wuss she had become — not to mention how terrified she was.But what can I do other than worry and keep him as comfortable as I can manage? He can’t die. He just can’t. That happens to other people — not my Phillip. Maybe he only has a. No one there. Perfect. And there they were already. The zipper was wide open on both boots, the shaft folded outwards. Today she hadn't combined any nylons, only blue jeans and white short socks. I sat on the wooden bench and picked up one of the boots. It was a lot lighter than I thought. He was pretty heel heavy. But of course, it was only made of light suede. The leather was amazingly soft and pleasant to the touch. On the inside was just a little thin black fabric. I smelled lightly on it.. " I wave it away like it's no big deal. "I'm glad you're feeling better. Oh- Martin took notes and he said he'd update you tomorrow, so try to get in a few minutes early. And get a good night's sleep tonight, for Pete's sake." I'll try." I pause for a moment, turning my head away from him. "Rowan, I'm serious. Why are you always so nice to me? You're not like this with anyone else, are you?"I can feel his eyes on me, though my head is turned away. "I see potential in you, Damon. I just wish you.