Just until youre done seeing him, Im already doing you a big favor by keeping this from dad. She stood up with a hurt look on her face and prepared to...walk out of the door. Without thinking, I got up wrapped my arms around her to stop her from leaving. I planted kisses all over face as she tried as hard as she could to push me off. What are you doing? Let go, she said, wanting to yell, but couldnt knowing that her husband would hear if she did. I moved my kisses towards her lips. I felt her. She asked, "Can I see the list?"I nodded again. We left the chow hall and walked to my billet. We sat by my laptop and I brought up the list. It was in time of visit order not alphabetical. Still, it took less than thirty seconds for the Lt. to spot the name she looked for, Jackson Franklyn. Days and times were listed beside his name.Tears streamed down her face. She looked at me and asked, "You have video of him?"I punched the keys and brought up a clip, number twenty-eight. It showed him. It was wrong on three levels. First, "Winnie" was just an irritating nickname for Winston. (Winston's full name was Winston Churchill Kendall. Only a history professor and his avid anglophile wife would conceive of naming their 21st century American son after Britain's greatest statesman). The point is he was a guy. And no heterosexual man wants to hear a question like that. Ever. Second, this was not the kind of talk people had over breakfast. Third, it was his baby sister asking the. ”“Bigger than your wives’ doctor?” Bonnie asked.I laughed at that.“Yeah. James Grand is a great doc and we picked him because he had extensive experience with multiple births. When we found out that Lynn and Erin were both pregnant at the same time and then found out that they were both going to have twins, well, it just seemed like the way to go.”“It has to be some sort of record to have this many sets of twins.”“It would be, Bonnie, if it were to one woman. But with three women in the mix it.