The dream ended abruptly and felt a constriction in my chest.My esophagus felt tight like I a cold threatened me. My mind began to realize where I was... my mouth was dry, that mourning taste filled it. I felt a weight on my chest, my eyes flickered open to the sunlight glaring across the bed from the opened blinds.The little nigger sat on my chest, an odd look of satisfaction covered her face. I grabbed the remote as she jumped to her feet. I hit the button, hard jarring of electricity flooded. While it had been repaired in Eko and Gwato, those repairs weren't enough to keep her afloat in a real battle. Pedro had to do something."Ishmael," Pedro called down to his captain of the guard as his helmsman responded to his command. Pedro had moved forward to the railing that separated the poop deck from the main deck of the Hawk. At his call Ishmael came out from under the overhang and looked up to see what Pedro wanted."My lord?" Ishmael said in reply to Pedro's cry."We're coming about and. Fight, break up, move on. For both people. "It's a common progression." "Yeah, it is, but it's not the one I want. Look, I'm sorry. I didn't realize how hard that stuff with your family is for you." He raised his eyes to hers. She shrugged and averted her eyes. "Too hard, really. I should be used to it. And it doesn't matter, because I shouldn’t have taken it out on you." "I'll give you that, but it's okay. I take harder hits on the ice." He reached over and squeezed her hand. "And it does. We have our share of fights, but a lot of good sex.I was busy in meetings all afternoon. Towards the end of the day, I suggested she came to my office, so we could edit the slides. She entered my office, and remarked on pictures of my kids which were in a photo-frame in a corner, “So cute. How old are they?”.“Nine and twelve, we had them young. Didn’t plan that soon, but you know accidents happen”.She giggled.“We have taken permanent measures now,” I smiled.She laughed, “Who? You or her?”I.