Carrots, cabbage, potatoes... that sort of thing... dumplings and my own special recipe of blueberry cobbler. I've been told it's the best this side o... Denver... not meaning to brag or anything." Leah looked at her "intruder/guest" amazed. Her is this mountain woman with looks of no real "value" but had a voice that could calm the wildest mood. It reminded her of slow moving brook... smooth and cool ebbing slowly across age old rocks. Korey stared back with her green eyes at her before she. I held up a finger indication to wait a minute and closed my eyes.“I think they’re still in the same location as last night, although I’m not sure what they’re doing right now. I’ll keep you updated. We should reach the entrances before they do, no matter which one they use,” I replied several seconds later.We were dismissed and performed the perfunctory salutes. The base commander walked over to me. “Can I ask how you do whatever it is that you do?” he queried.“It’s an old Algonquin ceremony. ‘He prefers me not to work,’ she added, and somehow, something made him sure that was a lie. ‘It must be lonely,’ he said, and she gave him a smile that made him ready to jump on top of her, then and there. There was the sound of explosions from down the hall, then screams and sirens. ‘Video,’ she said. ‘Kiddie cartoon.’ ‘You have children?’ ‘No,’ she laughed ‘I have the videos for my nieces and nephews. I am their favourite aunt.’ She saw the look of concern on his face. ‘Come, see.’ She got. He said that was okay - the first time everybody needed some help. When he went to go put the bottle under my nose and hold my nostril, he put his thumb on my lips and told me it might be easier if my mouth was open. When I opened my lips a little, he slid his thumb in and told me that I had to open my mouth just enough to cover his thumb in order to get a good hit. I am sure I was blushing beet red; he said I wasn't doing it right, them islets should just be barely touching his thumb. He said,.