"What about the amaretto sour?"The bartender was busy hashing something out with the beer vendor."You know how to make one?" he asked.Amanda pointed, ...Shaker, add ice."He did as instructed."Lemon juice."He hunted through the plastic bottles in the chiller rack. "How much?" he asked.She showed him a measure with her fingers. "Okay, now a generous shot of amaretto. Cover and shake. Strain it into a lowball glass." You should be doing this," he grumbled as he shook the metal container."I put my. Judith smiled all the time for the entire week and left them alone. It was rumored that because she was there and the kitchen staff could not determine which meal was going to be hers, all the food served improved.Percy really didn't believe that rumor, but the hospital administrator did take him aside and ask if Judith could stop by and eat there periodically?Meanwhile back at the lodge things were being run by the kids. Todd, Tara, and Jenny worked hard at proving to Percy and Judith that. Hoan and Kenny ran to Hoans office. Hoan pulled a sawed off double barreled shotgun from his desk, killing two soldiers who came into his office. Now out of shotgun shells. Hoan drew two handguns from his desk. Hoan tossed the Glock 19 to Kenny, keeping Smith and Wesson M&P, 19mm, for himself. Using these, and weapons they got from the dead soldiers, Hoan and Kenny fought the soldiers. They were diving around the shooting things like in the Matrix, it was RAD! Then a black hawk helicopter. Her left foot hit the floor.The scream that ensued nearly pierced my ear-drums. Her face contorted with pain, and her eyes bulged grotesquely. She was clutching her ankle, trembling all over. Gradually, her scream transformed into sobs. I took a tentative step toward her, then awkwardly kneeled beside her. She slapped me in the face, hard. I blinked, surprised how strong her hand was."I am so sorry," I said guiltily."Get out! Now!" she hissed.I looked up at her, seeking her eyes. She was.