Boquette appeared to at least have its fair share as the clear morning sky gave way to huge grey clouds, followed by rain that fell so suddenly that L...uren and Emma had to scurry indoors like frightened cats.She dried herself in her room and got out of the wet jeans that she had worn, hanging them over the bath to dry. For a fleeting moment, she thought about putting another pair on, but settled for a summer skirt. She had always liked it for the way it rose up when it twirled. The T-Shirt. I caressed it. Held it to me. Cherished it. This energy was that for which I lived and that which had kept me alive far beyond the normal human lot. It was my greatest pleasure and greatest addiction. I breathed it in, willed it to fill every cell of my being. I asked nothing of it but to surround me, fill me, lift up and let me drift upon its currents. For an unknown amount of time, my consciousness dissolved in quiet bliss.But then something started to intrude. I tried pushing it away, but it. "I can hide among the other basses." I can hide to an extent among the other violins too but when there are only one or two of you you only have to make the least mistake and it's noticed." I noticed," said Nick forcefully."Strive for perfection," said Sally unctuously."Don't I always?" replied Nick smugly."Of course, my clever man," came the admiring reply then spoilt by giggles."You're a very cheeky, young lady." Yes, sir, Mr Braithwaite, sir." Peals of happy laughter with which Nick. And that is the reason I’m here, tucked away living like a hermit in the Alaskan wilds. I’m pregnant and this, staying as far away from the danger zone as possible for my baby’s sake, ensuring he or she lives, is my fight. It’s up to Han to make sure we have a future and a home to return to. I have nightmares and most of them center around how long and what might happen during the endless string of days we’re apart. I can’t imagine what he’s going through. How terrible it is for him trying so.