She breathed deeply and her friend asked her what was wrong. "Nothing," she laughed, and looked in the direction of the two men. Her friend Nancy look...d around and she smiled to herself. "You're behaving like a lovesick schoolgirl," she laughed. "Do you blame me?" "No girl," she laughed again. It was hot that afternoon, Monnie was pleased that the lager was cool, but it was was going down rather too quickly. She felt her heart beat faster and she was flushed, not really being aware of the. They hadn't sung much lately! I wondered why, and would make it a point to ask them later. Mom was disappointed, but didn't push things. We returned home for the night, while my parents prepared for church.That night in bed, I asked my wives why they hadn't been singing lately. They had always loved to sing and play their harps previously."We've been too busy," Katie told me."We haven't felt like it," Margie added."What's the real reason?" I asked them. My wives wouldn't look directly at me for. I had made Camp Smith to look like a third world town; compared to this place the camp was the Hilton.An old backfiring jeep made its way to us with a horde of people following. We had landed well away from the old Korean War M.A.S.H. tents. I did not want the rotor wash to blow them over or cover everything with the rancid dust.Doctor Mengal Palermo climbed out of the jeep wearing a bloody gown and had a surgical mask dangling around his neck. Ambassador Morrison made the introductions and. I just want him. His face twitches at my insolence. It hadn't been my intention to come across as a brat right now, but now the idea of seeing how he reacts when he is furious crosses my mind.He yanks open the door to his event room and hauls me through by my arm. He appears to be containing his displeasure at my disobedience for the moment. I'd love to know what he would do as a punishment if I did misbehave.The rope from last night is still laying on the floor, so he uses that to partially.