“What is it, Melissa?” Ellen finally asked.“You ... you looked wonderful with that big white swan eating from your hand. I just had this idea, d...n’t be mad at me, it’s just an idea. Would you pose for another painting for me?”“What kind of painting?” Ellen asked amused.“Leda with the Swan!” Melissa exclaimed.“But that swan will probably never come back here,” Ellen answered.“That is all right. I have my sketches. Would you sit for me? You would have to sit, how shall I put this, with little. She came to sit next to me and we talked through what I’d done, how it worked, and how it compared to what she actually wanted. It was close.“So this number is the projected expenditure of the part, and this is the total we have on hand, and this is the suggested order size?” she asked, pointing to the very rough report I’d generated.“Yes. The only thing I thought about was that instead of just a report, you’d want some kind of warning on the inventory screen as well as the repair order so you. The charges are bogus, I know that, but for Mark hes in a panic. I was watching him on video from my office a floor above his. Ease dropping on the phone call, listening to the panic in his voice as he responds to the agent telling him that if hes convicted he can face up to 20 years behind bars. I owe my friend Tom a round of drinks for his conviction in this little prank. Then Mark does what every good husband would do in a good marriage, communicate his concerns to his wife. This takes me. Logically she would have done better supervising Roc and the P'OTP under him, but the Army is not always long on logic.Master Sergeant Kelley lasted about one day in her new role/rank. Long enough to insult several officers and to get busted back down to Sergeant and reassigned to her former duties, basically Raising Roc.Mary entered Roc's berthing compartment being as quiet as she could. She needn't have worried; Roc was admiring his new Corporal's stripes in the mirror. With those and his.