He had a wonderful time with her. Their plan to pretend she was asleep and ignore anything happened was working perfectly. He then noticed the silence...as his mind had been fondly remembering the morning for a bit too long."I am too," Sherry interjected and covering for him."Sorry," he said, "I was thinking about something else". But I'm beat too. I'll certainly sleep well tonight. Plus, I've got to get up early to run," he reminded his mom while smiling at Sherry. At this point they both knew. She thought about what he’d said. He’d said a lot of things, but he never talked about having feelings for her. She thought it was funny in a tragic sort of way. If Martin had taken her out instead of Turner she would certainly have fallen for him. At the time she was ready for any man. Since Turner she just didn’t know. Maybe it was better just being alone. She just felt so sad. By the end of the fifth evening Cheryl sighed. There was only a poker party and one special person ahead of her. She. Like most children, I dreamed of becoming an adventurer. Most children see the gold and glory that adventurers enjoy, and dream of having it for themselves. Even as a child, I was different, and I didn’t dream of gold and glory like the rest of them. I knew what I wanted. Freedom. Never once did I doubt that adventurers could go everywhere, and do anything they wanted. Adventurers were free as a bird, always going to places I could only imagine. Without the strength to be a [Soldier] it’s all. After I wrap things up here I have a few days off and If I could see you about that dinner I’d be willing to put my flight home on hold until Tuesday…’ Brinna was silent. ‘I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have called..’ ‘Rupert, wait! I’m glad you did. I live a ways away from L.A. and I can’t get too far but if you’re willing to come to me…’ ‘Right. I have your address on the envelope. This isn’t something I normally do, I don’t want you to think that. New experiences, like you said.’ ‘Call when you’re.