"Hmmm... what was that?" he asked."What?" said Mrs. Smith."I don't know. I thought I saw something flash in the tree next door. Maybe it was lightenin... or something." The coach looked out the window, but saw nothing but darkness and a reflection of the bedroom.He walked out of the room.Kim's voice broke the silence in the treehouse. "We are going inside, guys," she said. "See you later." She and Bob made their way down the fireman's pole."I wonder what they are planning to do inside," Heather. ‘Don’t worry, Carl, the party can’t start without you’, was her final text. Carl came back, “I can’t wait”. I was filled with dread, but we fell asleep in each other’s arms that night. Act IIShe insisted on driving me to work the next day and stayed home from work herself, telling me she was too excited to work. I wanted to stay home too, but she insisted I go to work. The day flew by, I wanted to stop time, but it flew by until about 3:00, when it started to drag. I couldn’t think about. I lay back in my room ,read and book and slept off. Around 2 am or so, I heard a faint knock on the door and whispers “tchh tcchh” . To my horror I found Ramya in her bridal makeup near the door. Hurriedly she sneaked in., she was sobbing. I held her as usual around her hips and comforted her and asked what happened. She told her husband had drunken so much with his friends that he barely stripped and he was flat on the floor drunk. Worse in the brief moment he almost fucked her with force and. Sir Edmund had little grasp of either tactics or logistics, nor had he the skill in organization required to run a battalion of infantry. Happily all these functions were more than adequately handled by ‘Gruffo’, as Major Graffoe was known, and ‘Black Fred’, as the adjutant was referred to in the battalion. Both men had been with the 69th since Lincoln; Major Graffoe was a fighting soldier through and through, and the high reputation the battalion achieved in Spain and France was due in no.