You'd do well to read them.”For the better part of an hour, we discussed different philosophers and bounced ideas off of one another. Political phil...sophy seemed to interest him more than anything, so the vast majority of our conversation was based on various forms of government and how they best represent the natural tendencies of humans.Eventually, my body began to feel the strain of being awake for over fifteen hours and a yawn escaped my lips.“Tired are you, Ms. Walsh?”“Quite,” I confirmed.. “That sounds good for day one,” she grinned. “What would we do the next day?”“Hunt…” Lisa gasped. “I would take… you out with my group… my apprentices. We would go spear hunting.”“Really?” Tabatha asked, her body responding to all sorts of ideas about spears. “What would we hunt?”“We,” Lisa said, raising her head to look down at her lover, “would hunt you.”Tabatha laughed wickedly at the very thought of it and sat up further, moving her pointy elbow off of Lisa’s stomach. Lying down on the. ‘We’ve got a surprise for you,’ she whispered in his ear, ‘but I can’t tell you just yet.’ He smiled at her youthful enthusiasm and hugged John as he came up, before releasing the two and taking their mother into his arms for a warm kiss. ‘Can we go see the horses,’ Jeanette asked excitedly, and Cal found them a couple of apples to take with them. ‘Give them these and they’ll be your friends for life,’ he said smiling as the two sped off across the road to the pasture beyond. The two adults sat. The road from Tripoli to Benghazi was littered yet again with the bodies of the dead. They, once again were both Libyan and foreigners with an even mix of armed combatants and innocent civilians. One might speculate that this was simply an unfortunate coincidence, but I take a suspicious view of so-called coincidence and must speculate that this sort of magnetism has meaning just as the secrets of the Sphinx and the ruins of Stonehenge are still unexplained.In 1943, even the famous Field.