Wilkerson, how long are you able to make nano-tubes now?”He chuckled. “What length do you want?”Our processes had changed significantly over the...past three years as he and his team tried new things.“Ten to twenty nanometers would be good,” I said with my own grin.He frowned. “We’d have to use the old process for that, the shortest we’ve done with the new one is around five hundred nanometers. Ah...” he understood my idea.Alison and Matthew looked confused.“Our old process,” I explained, “was. Never in their wildest dreams did they think it would end so soon. For two years he longed for her, missing her touch, her kiss, and how they made love.Never in his wildest dreams did he think, after Rebecca died, would ever find love again.Mandy watched Dominick and saw the distant look in his eyes and asked, "What's wrong dear?"Dominick lifted Mandy's chin and replied, "My mind was just wandering through some memories of the past."She kissed his lips and said, "You were thinking of Rebecca. “Looking for a job- need any help back there” He scoffed at her “You’re joking” “Nope.” “Ah… well we’re never hiring and always hiring” His laugh was a little nervous “Should I talk to the owner then?” She batted her eyelashes at him, taking a seat at the greasy bar, leaning over it slightly. “That’s me princess” “The big guy in charge! Tell you what, let me bar back for you, free of charge, just one shift. You like me, you keep me on. You don’t, I’ll buy you a drink.” “I could never. Uh, please excuse me, Sir. I uh ... I thought you were Evans.” Suddenly, her words cut off and her face became a calm mask. “May I help you, Colonel?”“Colonel? What the hell is going on, Tosha? And, by the way, may I come in?”“If you wish, Sir,” she said as she stepped back.A glance around confirmed what he expected; the place was as neat as it could be.“Would you like to sit?” she asked while motioning toward the couch. “I have several types of soft drinks or water if you are thirsty,” she.