I tossed the drenched bathing suit over the curtain and turned the water dial that read HOT. The steaming hot water repeatedly splashed against my nak...d body. It cleansed all the chlorine in my hair, leaving a warm sting behind. Just as I was reaching for the soap, the curtain swung open. I instantly became petrified with fear of the unknown. Trevor was butt naked, like me. He shut the curtain and stepped up closer to me. Both our heads were under the never ending water-spray of warmth. . I couldn’t see that a FRAG (fragmentation) round was any better than a hog-load, and we knew that would not work.As a last resort, we could try a shaped charge at the Polar’s head. Surely, that would cook the brain and shut the beast down, but I didn’t think that was very good theater. That’s why it was our last resort.We went for a rerun of the previous attack and got what we were looking for in the charge by the Polar. We were still using the robot controlled by the super computer aboard the. It was a historic street with refurbished buildings, mixing modern styles with the early 1900s. I loved the high archways of the entrances and an upcoming cobblestone path that led to several more houses and buildings. In one of them, was a small restaurant. It was open for lunch. A handful of people were seated inside the establishment. It was much darker inside, almost like a lounge. The man I was with nodded to an older bartender behind the counter, as we took a booth. It was very spacious. I’m sure it’s just a sprain.” She worried that it might be something worse. She thought about x-rays, multiple trips to specialists, and medication. They really couldn’t afford all that. “It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt that bad.”“Here goes.” Julie pulled the shoe gently off her eighteen-year-old son and set it beside her. “That’s a brave boy.” She then gingerly pulled off his pants and socks and placed them on top of the shoes. “Now let’s have a look at that knee, mister.” Julie turned the open.