"Milly? What's wrong?" Molly asked.Milly didn't waste time but sent a stream of machine code to Molly who got off the captain and began running to the...bridge.She was met there by Scott who didn't comment on her dress, "Milly updated you?" She asked.Molly nodded; she entered the bridge and checked the course was secure before putting Bassett onto the ground in the recovery position.Scott checked Adams pulse and then left him there; there wasn't anything else she could do. In the meantime Molly. Harry couldn’t leave his work, so he hired a matronly woman recommended by the agency to be Rachel’s temporary guardian and tutor. Rachel modeled fashions in L.A., Paris, London, you name it. She made it onto the covers of s*******n, Elle, and appeared on last month’s edition of Glamour. Then it hit me. I remembered my eyes catching sight of a magnificent, chaste, innocent face on one of the magazine covers on the rack by the checkout line at the supermarket where I worked. I was busy at the. It was the day Jason was 30 that she and Bob had met. "Oh that glorious day!"Smiling on one of her favorite memories steadied her. Calmed her and the memory of their First Christmas as a married couple drifted into her mind.Bob was such a nut at times.They had oodles of money. More than should be allowed. But they had decided that gifts should be reasonable. No Rolex gold and diamond watches. No diamonds the size of walnuts.No Rolls-Royces. Just reasonable and tasteful things that could, should. I took Kathy's hands in mine, gave her a quick kiss and agreed to be her lover for a night."Okay, I'm willing to do this, but not tonight. You've had too much wine and I want you to be sure this is what you want."She leaned over, gave me a kiss and thanked me. "You're so sweet. I really do love you."The three of us then talked about nothing the rest of the night. We were all nervous and the conversations were stilted and broken up by long periods of silence. Kathy left a couple of hours later,.