Hove blinked, "Shut the door if you would Bert," he gasped. "No, no - you stay in here with me. We have to interview her." Interview that," the consta...le spat," That ain't no woman, no mother. You heard what she said as well as I did."Hove turned and looked at the constable with a wary eye. "That constable is, whatever else, a human being and we will conduct our duty." Brighton drew breath, "Agreed?"The pale constable nodded, he was still unable to hide his contempt. He shut the cell door."So. And Mrs. Brennan were the first to arrive. Annie had seen them driving up and down the road from time to time, even exchanging waves, but she'd not formally met them. George Brennan was a large man in his late forties or early fifties. His slightly jowly face was still handsome, if weather-worn from his years in the fields. Mildred, his wife, was also large, but not obese, just matronly. They were very pleasant people, and both expressed their delight that young Caleb was going to have a decent. Sam–the only love and lover she’d ever known. Already she could feel her love and passion flowing for him, eager to greet him and let him feel how much she’d missed him…and how grateful she was to have him home. For Sam, the wait had been just as tortuous. To the mockery of all his battalion, he’d stayed faithful to Laura–not an easy thing to do when you’re at war for so long. He craved her companionship, her smile…her body. He knew that their reunion would be a moment they’d never forget. It. Calvin's stomach had to be pumped. Connie had given him some type of drug they were trying to identify.Amanda sat by Calvin's side. When the doctor came in he asked Calvin about his health. Calvin told him everything about himself. The doctor, asked Calvin how long had he been sterile? Calvin responded the only way he knew how, he couldn't be sterile and have two kids. The Doctor told him, he'd be right back. He needed to check something. Amanda did what any good wife would do. She held her.