Despite worrying about my older daughter, by the time I got home, I’d mostly let it go. I couldn’t do anything about it right then, and even with ...y concern, I couldn’t stop smiling for long. The afterglow of my date with Charles was still there, making me smile so much that even my daughter noticed. ‘Mommy, why are you so happy?’ she wanted to know. ‘Because I had a date last night with a very nice man,’ I replied. ‘Oh. Yuck. When we get home, can I watch a DVD?’ ‘Sure.’ I laughed to myself. Most of the men, I noticed, were American or English. Less chance of having one of your own kill you in your sleep.Why they felt these soldiers wouldn't take a automatic rifle to their detachment was beyond me, but I assumed they had been well vetted. "So," one of the women in the poorly fitted fatigues said, "You are the Famous Sylvia Porter?" Well, I'm Sylvia Porter. I don't know about famous," I said."Around here you are the woman who ran the shot don't shoot course with a perfect score even. ‘Blame the Yanks – they came up with it,’ He paused for a moment. ‘It was a sample that they bought back from the Apollo 15 mission – they carbon dated the rock to be about four billion years old. When we were analysing it we found what we came to call sample two six one.’ ‘The Play Dough from Mars.’ Kelly said. ‘And you took that with you when you left.’ ‘Not exactly – I left Portland Down as part of a larger cost cutting move across the department when they shut down the lab. All the samples. All I knew were these basic facts: she grew up in the South, went to Duke, worked for a big consulting firm, was beautiful, was the person I’ve been waiting for forever. Maybe she didn’t feel like the person I’ve been waiting for forever. My arms were full of Deirdre as she told me a little of her life. I was right where I wanted to be, forever. “I’m from Savannah. Well, from a town outside of Savannah. Daddy was a doctor. Momma was a housewife. I’ve got a sister named Donna, but we call her.