His wife didn’t like him holding the child though and, after the first few times, she wouldn’t let him hold her. He knew that put a physical dista...ce between him and his daughter, but he didn’t know how to correct that over time.Raising a daughter was so different than having boys. If he’d had a boy he would have thrown the baseball with him in the evening. He would have taught him how to use tools and fix things. He couldn’t do those kinds of things with a girl. Girls wore dresses, played with. "Aren't we going in there?" No," he replied, "She needs a little time to think about what's going to happen when we start the endurance test." Why?" The anticipation has to be frightening for her; otherwise, she won't have as much of a sense of accomplishment when the test is done.", he explained.Nancy understood. She watched as Tonya went from half-asleep to nervous; the ex-skater's movements were now more abrupt, almost jerky. Nancy noticed that Tonya's augmented chest was now moving rapidly. He also learned that mom had insisted that Lorena be on the pill since she was a junior in the high school. This information thankfully came as a very useful knowledge because for Markel using condom was not at all a favorite as a protection but Lorena reminded him that they were safe and covered, in her words.Lorena also learnt about Markel having a girlfriend quickly as he began the freshman year in college. They met at a party and one thing lead to another and they went back to her parent’s. "Karla, tell us about the Silent Jihad." Jack looked at her."Go to hell," she answered him."Wrong answer," Zelda said and slapped her."Jack, did you know the Iranians have a secret laboratory where they are turning out that stuff you got hit with. They bought the formula from the Chinese and have been trying to improve on it enough to make it work right. Although this thing is related to the House of Said, they are working for the Iranians. Creel was an Iranian Candidate. Except he was not.