"I'm having a hard time with that concept. What a fucked up system of measurement your people had, Frazier."Ken smiled, feeling absurdly proud that he...was able to grasp a concept they weren't. It had been decided that they would only use American standard measurements when planning and discussing the mission since that was how everything was going to be in the target area. WestHem would not go fully metric until after World War III so all of the street signs, all of the mapping references, all. ”“Yeah, I would hate for her to be engaged and you not love her.”He had opened the door and Agnes squeezed in. “I love him, too. Isn’t that a nice mix?”“Yeah. I guess so, Sis.”He left leaving the door open. Agnes rubbed my chest making my electric razor erratic as it passed over my face. She moved further over and took her hair brush. She began to brush her hair slowly.I whispered, “What’s with Jimmy and Suzanne last night?”She looked at me. “It was a bit blatant, wasn’t it? There may be a. When I returned home in the evening I saw a Mercedes outside our home and I wondered who it was. As I entered the house, I saw a man in his early sixties, fair, tall and heavily built. My grandfather and mother are sitting with him and talking to him. They saw me coming and introduced me to him. He is one of my grandfather’s friends from our village who has settled in US. Every year he comes to village and they spend time together.As he is not there, he has come to take my grandfather with him. I launched a side kick to the midsection that connected pretty good, as there was a thwack and a grunt heard as it landed. That successful strike did something it shouldn’t have. It gave me a sense of over confidence; I was blasting kicks anytime I could.I went to the well one too many times. As the round was coming to an end, I launched a kick. Laguerre moved with it and shot out a right hand. He clipped me with it, I went down though aware of what was happening, I popped back up. The ref ran.