She waded into shore, dragging the kayak behind her and left it just above the high tide mark so the incoming tide wouldnt wash it out to sea leaving ...er stranded. With the midday sun beating down on her bronzed shoulders, she began to walk down the shoreline picking up unique shells before tossing them into the calm aqua blue water. Making her way round the island, she noticed a small jetty where an old mooring rope was tied to a half submerged post. Thankfully there was no sign of any boats. But I doubted it, and, earlier, it had been driving me nuts, waiting for it to happen, and watching my batting average nose-dive.First game at Fenway, I went four for four -- all singles -- and we won, 6-2. That put us six games over .500 for the first time in the season, and my average rose to .381 -- the highest it had been since the beaning incident.I Kept hitting, and on the afternoon of June 2, in our final game of the Boston series, I got three more and extended my hitting streak to. I reversed thrust and decelerated so fast that my suit auto doc warned of organ damage. I didn’t feel any pain because of the drugs the Auto Doc pumped in me. This time they couldn’t evade or jam targeting enough and screamed past me directly into my main fire cone, and I squeezed the trigger of the PAC destroying one completely. The second Nul Fighter had moved already outside the range of the plasma accelerator, but a short burst of five TL loads, one detonating right inside the cockpit took. Eventually he heard the murmurs next door stop, and a door open and close. He lay staring at the door to his room, hoping the right girl came through it.When the door opened, she was framed by the light of the hallway behind her, and his eyes, which had adjusted to the dark, recoiled at the brightness. When he was able to look again, the door was closed and she was making her way to the bed.She lifted up the covers and got in beside him."Are you awake?" she whispered. He still couldn't tell who.