A precious few minutes later I returned, the terry cloth robe that I held still warm from the dryer. "Ready to get out?" I asked helping her up onto s...ill as yet unsteady feet as she stood, slipping into the luxuriously warm robe. "And dinner is ready, whenever you are. I hope you're hungry," I said pridefully having made one of her favorite dinners.I felt the exploratory caress of her hand as it slipped almost casually down the front of my shorts. "I hope it's something that can be reheated,". I would normally not even think of asking someone these questions. But I worry about you and I think it's important that I find out how you're reacting. I need you to be painfully honest with me. Okay?"She sat back and sighed. She said, "I keep telling you that you don't have to worry. But I promise that I will answer as honestly as I possibly can."I reached across the table and held her hands in mine. I squeezed them gently and said, "No girl your age should be in the position you are now. No. ’ It wasn’t long before her dad was asleep again. As she changed and fed the baby she couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to just leave. To get out on her own and not have to worry about taking care of anyone else. She was lost in these thoughts when she noticed that it was starting to get dark outside. She loved the night time. It was the only time that she got to be herself. The only time that she was actually left alone by the rest of her family. When they were all asleep she. Thermal scopes coming back inconclusive for the number of occupants currently occupying the residence. Thomas would have much preferred to come in after the initial disorientation of a stun grenade detonation. In Kabul, they would have used the grenades before going in anyway. Children or not. But there was a lot of stuff Thomas had done in Afghanistan that he shouldn’t. No time to think of that now as he began clearing rooms with his partner.Voices were raised on the no-knock.