He was such a good man. An anger at my mother shot through me.“What is going on?” he said, looking around, bewildered. “What is this emergency p...rent meeting at your school.”“What did mother tell you?” I asked.“Only that I had to be here,” he said.I turned and looked over at Sadie lurking in the corner. She was a special girl I met today. A rare virgin. “Well, Dad, I have great news for you.” Sadie darted up to us, a big grin on her face. She rubbed her hands together before her. “This is. My way may not work, but we'd still end up with Brenda. I don't want Emily back if it has to be like it was before. If I end up forgiving her, she'll just find another way to try to take Brenda away from us again. I need to force her to give up on the idea of ever being able to keep Brenda for herself. I almost did it once, but I took pity on her, because I didn't want her suffering. If I'd stuck with my guns, a lot of this wouldn't have happened. Emily wants me to not forgive her. She thinks. Jason could only fire weapons if they were shown on his screen.“Weapons control from your console engage antimissile systems. Nothing shows on my screen.Target medium range missiles to boarding pods.”“Sir, someone is jamming our consoles I’ve lost control. I’m rebooting the computer and AI. We’ll be down for four minutes.”Jason had the gravest concerns about the real availability of the fighters. He would believe it when he saw them. He was barely keeping his anxiety in control. He could hear. Little did he know of my propensity for having parties and even though he was rightabout the large income I could realize I was also more than capable of only beingable to live from paycheck to paycheck. I mean I did manage to put a little awaybut not nearly what I could have and that little was just enough to cover theexpense of returning home for his funeral. As I withdrew the money to cover theairfare and other expenses I felt guilty that he had given me such good advice and Ihad chosen to.