I decided to send him a friend request, along with a thank you note for saving my plump Somali ass from those racist white dudes out in Kanata. Imagi...e my surprise when Roger added me as a friend right away on Facebook, and wrote his number. I pondered over it, and then typed it into my iPhone and called Roger. The brother picked up immediately, and we ended up spending two hours on the phone. At the end of our lengthy conversation, I heard myself invite Roger to grab a bite with me at the. He had brought a couple extra lanterns just to be on the safe side. His tent also had a liner he could add if he choose to do cold weather camping. Since it was so warm, he had not installed the liner. It was in his clothes chest, stored.For two weeks he enjoyed the camping and peacefulness of the countryside. He also felt himself healing from his parent's death. He had not realized he would miss them so much.Eventually, though, it was time to head back to civilization.He decided to leave his. Think I'll stay here, do some laundry, and relax. I'm getting low on undergarments, and need to wash your slip and return it." I had seen her assortment of clean lingerie, so I knew this was B.S. "Hey, there's no rush...hang on to the slip...you might need it again, and I have dozens," Lorene replied. After breakfast, Helen went out to the sunroom to sit, and I went up to my room. Just as I was about to pull some clothes on, my aunt called to me from her room. I walked into her room, and was. Her mother was a local girl and worked in the base library. They met, and, well, things happened: marriage and Maria following in short order. Her family moved around the world with her dad’s duty assignments until he was killed in a car crash in Fayetteville, North Carolina. At the time, Gary O’Brien was stationed at Pope Air Force Base and Maria was a junior, majoring in Marketing with a minor in Literature at Duke University.After her dad died, her mom moved to Lisbon to work with her sister.