”“Gary, if you don’t let her live her life she is going to leave you anyway.”“That is true,” Gary said.“But if you let her live her life... I guarantee you she will stay with you. And what do you care if some man gets to put his cock in her every now and again; it is the twenty-first century, it is normal now. Why get jealous? It is just sex. Do you think she is going to love you any less?”Gary didn’t respond.“She isn’t. All she is going to do, is have her sexual needs fulfilled somewhere else.. Every head snapped toward him in surprise.“Are you joking, Gath?” Sax asked him, knowing the groundie had an odd sense of humor.“No joke,” he said, “I’ll go.”“But Gath,” Bong protested. “You were the one who has always been the most opposed to all this. Why would you decide to go?”“I have my reasons,” Gath told her.“Medic Stoner,” Weasel said. “I hate to look a gift load of hydrogen in the acquisition records, but you can’t go. You’re on light duty, remember? You have not been deemed fit for. We got squiggled. It's not our fault we don't suffer from inner ear imbalance. We're both gymnasts so flying through the air upside down twisting and turning doesn't bother us. Oops. I wasn't supposed to say that."In Chicago, we trekked to the tower and passed out bags and bottles, the military presented us with paperwork, kicked the tires and fueled it while Antler Wendy burgers were heating on the platform in front of the radar dish. The engine started on our aircraft and they flew off with. Eat brown bag after the clients are gone. Then go to Bread & Circus. Thank God Judy has her Japanese anime club after school--she can walk home and stay by herself for an hour, that's OK. The kid is obsessed, but I guess it keeps her out of trouble, and maybe she'll learn Japanese and become an ambassador or something.And then I got that letter from Mat today and he asks me, "Can you write while fucking?" Well, hell, the man is out of his mind. Father O'Brien told me a parishioner had asked him.