I went downstairs and walked in the yard,wearing only the man's undershirt that I use for a nightshirt. It's an XLand fits me like a short dress - ...o mid-thigh. The armholes are huge andrevealing and it's been washed so many times that it fits me like a gloveand the material is very thin. It's my favorite thing to wear to bed, butthat night it felt stifling even though the temperature at 2:00 a.m. wasonly 70 degrees. I turned the hose on and let a stream of cold water washover me. My. Somehow, someway, I will fix this all. You've got my word."I was starting to feel tired, and Rebecca noticed it first. She shooed everyone out and forced me back to bed. At least she crawled in beside me, after I was settled, and we talked."Miss Bell, if you would sign everywhere that I marked with a pink marker we will be done." The conference room in Mr. Bell's new office building was packed. After months of negotiations, agreements, disputes, new agreements, and more disputes, we had finally. We didn't know what we could do about it. Now we have something to talk about." You could go to college here, Dana. I know they have programs for the gifted. You'll get scholarships." I know, Gramma. However, that bunch in Alabama, it's as if it's brighter. Like one ember hardly cuts the darkness, but a pile of them becomes a fire." Dana, Dana, Dana ... beautiful aphorism." Thank you, Gramma. Heredity, you know."She smiled. "My wonderful granddaughter." My Gramma who lifts me to the stars.". Finally stopping she cursed when she saw that he wasn’t behind her. Carefully, knowing she was breaking orders, she crept back to see what was going on. Growling she saw that the ISIS soldiers had someone hung by their arms between 2 poles.Creeping closer she took stock of everything she had on her. A 9 millimeter half loaded, 5 frag grenades, several of her throwing knifes and her combat knife. Still creeping forward she heard the guards bragging about the capture of the man. Trying to calm.