The kids had backed away from their great-grandfather to give him some room to breathe. Calling out to Ed and Linda, William Redman said, “You have ...one well with these children. They are very polite and understand our ways. I’m sure that you are tired after your travels. Robert will take you to his house so that you can rest.”Glancing over at his mother and father, William asked, “If it is alright with great-grandfather, may I stay here with him?”The old man burst out laughing and said, “I. My teacher in unarmed combat was the mother of twelve girls.”I looked at the general, “She was Dentian. They were there because the mate she won was a very good and well known scientist.”He grinned and then laughed, “sounds like old home week.”I laughed as another ambassador stopped to talk. The arena was almost crowded with a lot of males in the stands watching. I wore a battle dress uniform with no weapons. Every female turned as I entered and walked straight to the center of what they called. .Life’s overflowingWhy should I change a thing?Love how it’s goingGot the world on that stringWhy disturb the peace?Why not let things be?Why risk getting close?Close – Just isn’t me.I’d say I am happyWhy am I tempting fate?Who needs more happy?Anyway, it’s too lateWho needs the clatter thatA little girl would bring?Why change a blessed... Damn! What do I know about children?Except they usually come smallThey read, but not the Wall Street JournalThey write with crayons on the wallDoes one have. In the weak light from the torch I carried he grinned ruefully. “Too hot to get into a three season hollowfill sleeping bag” he replied to my unspoken question. “Yeah, I can see that” I said. “Tim, I’m just a bit drunk right now, so can we just hold each other?” I lay down, letting him spoon me from behind, using his arm as my pillow. As I turned out the torch, leaving the light from the almost full moon casting a ghostly glow, I couldn’t help but think of the poor Rhinog brothers. Poor Tim, I.