Maybe "embarrassing" doesn't come close."Work out much?" Leanne grinned up at me."Ah, well, sure ... It's part of the job..." I tried to say."Oh, what...s this?" she asked reaching up to draw a finger along one of my many scars. "Is this from a bullet?" Ah, maybe," I mumbled. "I kind of forget. Bullet or shrapnel maybe..." Or even sticks, stones, pieces of armor and at times a bone or two. Hell only knows what they've pulled out of me. It's all a bit of a blur and it's not like the medics made a. It had come often, since she had found out that she was supposed to die.She watched her dream self walk down the stairs of her home, dressed as a clown. Walking up to her parents, she gave them a kiss and a hug. A sad smile was painted upon her face, and she gave a small sigh for her brother.Her mother took her face in her hands. She looked deeply in her eyes, to see how she was feeling and got no response. She leaned in and kissed her nose."Honey, are you sure you won't go with us?" Martha. Hestarted filling the form out, but he started at the bottom, signed itand was working his way up. A nurse came in and asked him to come andlook at a patient in the next ward. He left the form on the table andtrundled off. He must have forgotten, never came back to finish it. SoI did it for him. I purposely misspelled the name and checked the boxfemale. It made me feel so much better and I mailed it off." But wouldn't you have been asked for it when he started school orsomething?"Sure. When I. . These are the same questionsthat I am asking myself, have been asking myself for weeks.? God, but I hope that she comes around.? My baby needs me...I need my baby...What hadI done? *** The sun is beginning to rise, the sky streaked with the soft colors of dawn, withpink, yellow, and orange.? The birdschirp softly, flexing their vocal chords in the early morning coolness.? Dew hangs heavily on the petals of theflowers that are just now beginning to open, beginning to spread for the sun'skiss.?.