”“So these guys were what you saw in the belt?” Scratcher asked, watching as the aliens left their seats and trotted over to him. “Curious lit...le things...”The Valbarans peered up at him, then Maza noticed his arm, pointing to it with her two-fingered hand.“You injured?”“They talk?” Scratcher asked, and Jaeger nodded. “Yeah, my arm was broken during the battle. Fucking Bugs totaled my Beewolf.”“You are Beewolf pilot?” Coza asked, her companions exchanging glances.“Yeah, unfortunately, I checked. .. Edward. I wanted to ask you some questions about today. I would like your opinion of what we did."What do you mean?" Well, was what we did worth the price?" Of course it was! Anytime we defeat a stronghold of the Enemy it is worth the price, especially when the souls of children are at stake." The Enemy is could and uncaring, he must be destroyed, no matter what the price." But we didn't defeat them! Our comrades died so that we could but three of our saints in harms way, three of our. Lately, I am buying between three and five pairs of shoes a week. This extravagance is eating up the majority of my income but it is an obsession that drives me into a frenzy of happiness each and every time.My routine is simple.I have discovered a plethora of shoe stores of varying inventory and range of prices within walking distance from my place of employment. In fact, when I took count, it was over forty stores in my circle of obsessive enjoyment. My fetish is structured in the selection. The rain stopped as suddenly as it began and the house was eerily, quiet. The only sound was the ticking of the alarm clock on the nightstand. She found herself unable to sleep her eye’s open staring at the ceiling thinking of Trevor. Missing his arm’s enfolding her. His laughter, the warmth of his body next to hers, wondering if she would ever feel that again, rolling over on her side in a fetal position she clutched a pillow and hugged it tightly her eye’s finally shutting as she fell asleep..