So she had broken up with Jack over dinner that night, and she had called a taxi home from the restaurant. She wasn't about to risk her life getting i... a car with the drunken Jack driving! Back home after that breakup date, Roxanna had told her son Bobby that she had split up with Jack. Roxanna and Bobby then both had spontaneously broken into a chorus of "Hit the road Jack." Yes, Jack had been a true disaster. In fact, most of the men Roxanna had dated recently had turned out to be real. As she did so, she got the tiniest of smiles on her face. It didn’t matter if the attention was from a man or a woman, Bridget admitted to herself that it did feel good, and maybe it was even a little better if it was a woman. She headed to the check out with a little extra wiggle in her step that she didn’t even realize was there. It was a good traffic night so Don got home only half an hour after Bridget. Even though dinner wasn’t done yet, he didn’t think to help. He went into his home. I only saw my brother smile as he ran past me into the car. I jumped into the car as my brother floored it out of there."Too close." I sighed. We drove about 7 blocks, until we hit the line of cars infront of the community center. As we negotiated with the door keepers we were allowed in and the faces of the survivors lit up. We were bombarded with questions until I snapped."Shut up!..Ok this is the situation, the schools a major safezone full of food medicine and water. We can't stay. She opened the windows to change the air and changed the sheets, throwing the spunky ones in the washing machine. Then we dressed and had a quick breakfast before we drove away. We kissed good-bye passionately and she drove away to pick up Uncle Kamal. I caught a ride readily and set out to Amman.I arrived in Amman two hours ahead of time so I took a cab home to surprise my folks. When I entered the house, I heard no sound; everything was silent. I climbed the stairs quietly, still no sound. I.