Finally she got into the information on the Lodi Drone in orbit, and the fact it had just contacted another person, named Mike Monahan."That guy was i... my dream; I even called to make sure he was real too," Frank said."Yes we know. We also now know he will have a dream like you as well; we will contact him the same way we did you and see if he will join us," I said."Can we invite others here to join us?" Frank asked."People like your friend Dan? I think that would be great. We have room for. "Hopefully, if our message has been getting out, several communities will already have started, much like Jeff and Jessica have done," David added."Shit, we've got a lot of work ahead of us," Tom said, speaking for everyone in the room. "I've got to prepare equipment, start drawing and freezing plasma. The others have to start stocking up and making plans." Then I suggest everyone split up and get busy. I want to start getting the message out as soon as possible, so the communities we'll be. He talked and eventually they went to there work . He had gotten her business card and called and invited her to lunch the next day; she accepted. The next day she dressed in one of her great outfits, a wraparound dress with great heels. She was outstandingly dressed and so so sexy. I complimented her on her outfit and she told me she was going to lunch on a business lunch. She met Brent, her new black friend at the Resturant and she had lunch. He was really a handsome mature man, he. The screams that I heard were not those of wounded soldiers, but those of our baby, Christine, in the nursery across the hall. I tossed back the covers and swung my feet to the floor. The carpet felt reassuring — one last verification that I was in our own home instead of some foreign battleground. I sleepily reached for my robe and switched on the light. The clock read two, fifteen in the morning. Not quite two hours since the last time that I had answered the cries of our little one. I padded.