So he wanted my full name?That was a question I had not been asked for years. I was remembering my school friends calling me 'Cyn' as I told him I was...named Cynthia Mary Jeffries.Bill came in, saying that he'd been told I wanted him. He was followed by Johnny and the two flying instructors. Bob slipped in behind them."Have you seen the nice comfortable conference room over in the new mobile office?" He asked. "There are never enough chairs for all of us in here."So we all trooped over to see.. They hit three days later and I almost missed them. They’d gotten smart and hired three renegade Indians. I was watching from the ridge, staring at a cloud of dust and wondering how many they were when I felt more than heard something. I didn’t stop to think and rolled to the left. An arrow hit the rock where I was lying and the archer, seeing he missed, had dropped his bow and was trying to get his rifle to bear. I hit him three times the last in his head as he was falling. Another rose up. We rode the bus out into Derbyshire and walked, or walked in the parks of Sheffield. I was surprised that a city girl would like the trees and the country, but she did.The interlude came to an end when her course started and she was out of the house quite a lot. She made friends, of course and, I think, had a few dates, but I still saw quite a bit of her, mornings and most evenings. My Japanese improved, though not as fast as her English.I half expected her to move out and live with some of her. She must have just stepped out of the shower as she was dripping water on the floor. Talk about a wet dream. “Don’t slip on the wet floor.” I said.“Well here’s where you can help. Have you ever tried to dry yourself with one hand? It’s very difficult.” I’ll get you dried off after breakfast. Eat it while it’s hot.”She stepped up to the meals table and sniffed the air. “Ah bacon, there’s nothing to compare.” and sat right down adjusting her towel so that it was looser.As she was eating she kept.