Just a normal suburban dad type who liked working on repairs and that kind of thing. I met his wife and saw them out in the yard quite a bit the summe... I first owned my house. Again, normal couple.The house came with a pool and I had that thing up and going quick. When the guy (let's call him Bob) was over he would joke about getting in and I always told him if I was home he was welcome to use it. He'd helped a lot with the house and never asked for anything in return so I didn't. " "You did not hear the Go Skipper! Well I am the one that shouted She's not aBarbie, but maybe her little sister Skipper!" "That was you???" "Yeah, sorry but apparently it stuck!!! Look I have to go to get to work.See ya..." And then he reached in and kissed me again. Feeling a littledizzy and Daddy is just there a grinning.Dad, and I went over to where Lucy was competing. She place third in her Skirace, and the middle of the pack for Snowboarding. Dad said he was proud andhugged her. They were chattering and a bit boisterous although that might have been a defense to cover their nervousness with fear of the unknown.Our unit was actually all that remained of a reinforced battalion of soldiers and we barely had enough to fill the rosters of a couple of companies. I knew that some of the men were missing in the short space between our docking and the present moment. It was probably only a couple of dozen but I knew the longer we stayed in this port, the more men would melt. ’ She said looking embarrassed. He hadn’t expected this. He smiled, ‘Yeah sure,’ he said. ‘Just search my name and add me.’ He said before walking out. Later that day he went online and accepted her friend request, he browsed her page for a while. Seeing how dead it was mostly, it had a lot of comments about the tragic death of her husband. Most of her pictures were taken by other people, she looked plain and timid in all of them. Except for three new pictures she’d taken in the bathroom.