” “Panty politics?” “So we’ve done better. We wanted to make the early print. Best we could come up with.” “I thought I might be worth a...little more effort, that’s all.” “This isn’t personal. You put yourself on the parapet, you have to expect to be shot at.” “It’s a low blow.” “It’s journalism.” “Really? Tell me, will the full retraction have an equally bold typeface?” “What retraction?” “The one you’re going to write tomorrow.”Jenny scratches her leg with one hand and twiddles her top button. What have we done for them, and are they being shielded from all the fighting?"Colonel Wheeler allowed himself to smile for the first time."I went out to that farm once, because the Civil Affairs guy raved about it so much. It is an amazing place and the Hassans are some amazing people. It was hard for me to believe that someone could successfully farm in this god-forsaken place. One of my battalions set up their CP about two miles from there and the battalion's mess sergeant bought a lot of. The train pulled away from the platform, it would take just over an hour to get to my stop, so I snuggled down and closed my eyes, sleep finally taking over my wracked body, as the familiar 'Clackity-clack' of the wheels crossing tracks lulled me off.As I slept, I drifted deeper and deeper, I was in danger of losing consciousness altogether, but as I relaxed I was unaware that the young couple, two seats in front were engaged in heavy petting, being watched in the next carriage by a guy having. I just realized I haven’t her name yet, it’s Divya. She was standing right in front of me. She hit me in the stomach, pushed me in and got in. After storming to the hall she turned towards me and started yelling. She was upset that I was ignoring her for the last few days.I explained my situation. She got close to me, held my hand and said, “It wasn’t your fault, I just didn’t know what to do then. But I do know what I want to do now.” She then slowly got on her heels and kissed me on my lips..