"Now then, about this matter, you mentioned this morning. I want to make sure I understand clearly – I don't want there to be any misunderstanding o... miscommunications here," he said."Yes, Sir." You said you wanted to be more than my secretary. Am I right? I believe the terms you used were, 'I want to be yours! I want to belong to you!' was that correct?" he said."Yes, Sir." You also mentioned something else... let's see, I believe you said something to the effect of, 'I want to be your. He didn't want Peggy seeing her brother in the act of fucking Anna, his shouting was to give them enough time to cover themselves.About half way going back to Jimmy's home, the trail splinted in two. One branch led toward Jimmy's house while the other went of Roland and Peggy's house. Jimmy said goodbye to them both and they went on their separate way.Of course by now Anna was still in her private world as Jimmy was holding her hand and leading her along the trail.In his mind, he kept seeing. ”At Jeff’s raised eyebrow, “Something to the effect of, Morales needs your help, I suppose...”Fifteen minutes later, Diana had gone to visit Barbara and Ellen. Jeff, worried, was sitting in General Whitworth’s office.Whitworth sat there staring at his Colonel while realizing just how tense Jeff was as he explained what Jasmine, and consequently, Diana, wanted. For the first time that the General could remember, Jeff was letting a perfectly good cup of coffee grow cold while he explained Diana’s. It'd been days since he'd had a breakfast more serious than corn flakes; a real breakfast and the conversation that went with it would be nice. He timed it just about right; he got to the overpass just as Tiffany was coming up the rail grade, and he slowed down to see her run the team overhead. They were really whistling, too, moving right along.Josh wasn't a regular at the Cafe, but there was an empty seat at the big table, so he sat there, anyway. Mark and Mike were there, along with Bud.