It was a good thing I was intuitive about math, or he would've lost me.So, I was helping her. I didn't see it as anything more than that. Though I did...enjoy her company. We always took breaks to de-Calculus our brains, and I enjoyed chatting with her. But that was it. I was helping her study, that was all. That we got along decently just made it easier.That's why I was surprised when, about three weeks after I had started tutoring her, she came to where I was sitting in the dining hall and. The Sheriff trimmed off a bite of meat from his steak and speared it with his fork. Waving around his fork, he said, "Sometimes, bad things happen. The trick in life is getting past them and getting on with your life. You don't want one bad thing to ruin your whole life."Susan picked up her napkin and cried into it. Eve reached across the table and said, "That's okay Susan. We're here for you." What in the hell is going on here?" asked Harry Howard angrily. He'd taken his family out to dinner. We each contacted a couple of friends during that time to see what rumbles could be heard closer to the ground. Nothing was going around which didn't seem likely. It wasn't until early Saturday morning that we started to get some nibbles. One of the lookouts called in to report a van cruising the area. We had placed cameras on each corner of the building to increase the surveillance and it was the soldier assigned to watch over them who reported. As the van passed the next time we had been. "So, you did remember," she said, admiring the absolutely perfect knot of his tie and the neat cut of his starched white collar."Of course. Didn't you think I would?" he continued to smile."Oh... men are sometimes forgetful," Carol said with a soft lilt to her voice. She took the bottle from him. "But you don't appear to me to be the type. Now, supposing we unleash Queenie so that she and Sultan can get to know one another and I show you around... and it won't take long, I assure you."Mark.