I was then forty-four. My companion fit in the forty-ish housewife group. We returned to our corner and she made an obvious move for me to sit on the ...ench with her. As I sat I congratulated myself for picking up on the invitation and I shivered at the thought of what the consequences would have been had I missed it. For the rest of that morning we chatted constantly but all of it was over things that had nothing to do with us personally. We suddenly noticed that our dogs were not in our. "Thanks. When are you leaving?"She made me some eggs and toast with a nice slice of melon. "When I finish breakfast. I packed last night, so I should be out of here in ten minutes." She paused, "Thank you for printing out those driving directions." You're welcome. Will you see your house again?" I'm hoping to meet an insurance adjuster out there tomorrow. That should clarify my situation. I hope she shows. They're working many houses and I'm sure she is tired. Who knows?" I hope so, for your. " The man doing the lecturing to me was one of the doctors, or engineers who invented me. Well invented me, if you went by the theory that I wasn't still me from before.It was my belief that I was still me, just in a different wrapper. Like upgrading the wrapper of an old familiar candy bar. I actually chose to let him go on uninterrupted. I could easily have disputed his belief system, at least where it concerned me.Some of the social science people have been given more input into this. We usually were in and out so fast it would have been a dead giveaway if we had it near our position.I walked over to the NCO club looking for Jenkins. He was there, and drunk as hell, singing with the jukebox at the top of his lungs. I sat down at the table ordering a beer and waited for the song to end. It was 1500 hrs and I still had a lot of loose ends to tie up, before I went after Chung and the men in the morning."Hey Sarge, come in to get drunk with me? Man I bet I drank a keg and pissed.