I don't want to lose you. It's my fault. If not for me, you wouldn't have been deployed again. You wouldn't... I thought... “, he gulped heavily. �...I thought I had lost you.”I bit my lip. “It's not your fault. Things like this happen.” A stupid thing to say, when my boyfriend – fiancé - had for the first time expressed what he thought and felt. But I had never been to good with words. Another flaw of mine.“The doctor said, you might need time, to adjust and such. Nearly every night you're. "Oh, that. Yes, she has friends. They got them to swear on pinkies,"replied Anne."Pinkies?" said John."Your little fingers," said Anne. "Surely you remember that?" Oh! Those pinkies!" said John. "Do children still make oaths thatway?" Seems so," said Anne. "Is that all?" Yes thanks," said John. "Oh, about the party. Unless someone has abrilliant idea, we may have to pass on it." No worries. I've explained to the girls and they seem content,"replied Anne."Ok then. Bye." Bye," said Anne.She. At least there was no one here to witness my weakness. I fell to the ground, my body instantly being covered by the mashante. I couldn’t breath. I was smothered by them, suffocating on their rust and salt stench from their blood soaked fur. My vision grew blurry as i struggled against them for all I was worth. Why was I still fighting? I hadn’t cared if I died before, but now that it came to this I did not wish to part with my life. My vision finally faded, and I sucked in my last breath as I. Do we have more wine?" Yes. We have more in this bottle and I chilled two so there is another one unopened." Good. Refill our glasses. Let's retire to the living room. The entertainment center has movies and music discs. Pick something soft for us to listen to."[Janice writes]At that, Jen marked the spot in the manuscript and closed it. "Now, it's late. Time for bed everyone."There was still a little grumbling but we all made our ways to our pallets. Tonight, Mel and I would sleep together.