"Oh, you should see the photographs," I joked, "Worth thousands!" She seemed to shrink inwardly at that."I wrote across your tummy as well," I said, "...unt two pounds" No!" she protested."I did, I have the photos." I insisted."Oh," she said quietly, and then she just sat quietly as I dried her off.It took ages to dry her, it was a mistake to get her hair wet but with her sitting on the bath and me combing and using my old hair dryer I got it done, eventually. Afterwards I took her back to the. I have noticed myself becoming hateful and bitter. I hate that I was not good enough to deserve his love and have found myself sitting and wondering what was wrong with me. He has turned me into a person that I am not and I can slowly feel more and more of myself slipping away. Still, I pathetically dream of him and the life I so desperately wish to live with him and only him. I think of a life full of unconditional love and happiness. I wish to come home to a house full of our memories. You guys too. It’s obvious. I’m not mad, please believe me. I liked watching you two.”I made another split-second decision.“Cully, you should have stayed. Tommy doesn’t know what to think.”“I have an idea.”“Cully, wait, hon.”“Just listen, Girl, tell me what you think: We have Saturday planned, but, I’m thinking that Sunday I’m going to stay on base for a couple of nights.”“Cully, no now!”“Hear me out, Katie, please. I have to say this.”“Fine, but, you’re not leaving here, and that’s all there. She was the only one sitting by herself and it was discomforting.Pretty much everyone she ever knew worked for the company. Bradley had been so right with the insinuation she'd no other life. Was it so obvious that even a relative stranger could pick it up?She drove around town for an hour, just picking a street and seeing where it lead. She soon grew tired of the exercise. On impulse she headed out to where Bradley lived. She couldn't rationalise why - she just felt she needed to be going.