The girls cooked up a hearty country breakfast with fresh home-fried potatoes, eggs and bacon. Gabe busied himself slicing up some fruit and appearing...to be helpful.They sat at his kitchen table and enjoyed the meal together. He cleaned up the mess while the girls freshened up in the bathrooms. Bailey wanted to stay a little longer, and it seemed to her that Gabe wanted them to stay, too, but they knew they had to be getting home. April had to work that afternoon and both girls had weekend. They'll be gone all day. You know that, right?" Oh, yeah," Sean said with a smirk. "I've got a nap planned from noon to about three, I think."Walt and Adam nodded in appreciation."We could scope the pool for babes," Walt offered. "Nah, that would be like having ground chuck for dessert after a filet mignon dinner. Oh, well, I'm sure we'll find something to occupy our leisure time."The poor, simple bastards actually believed it, too.The five young women piled into Rachelle's SUV and headed off. Jeff had spent most of the afternoon taking part in exercises to familiarize security with the new defenses. By the time he had decided that he was reasonably proficient with the new systems, he had long since come to the conclusion that no one, absolutely no one, could ever say the General had skimped on the installation. Matthews' Mountain was now well able to defend itself, and satellite imagery had shown that the defenses were totally invisible to the naked eye.Jeff's women were sitting at. Sean proceeds, then whispers, “Promise me.”Quietly in his tears, Fred affirms, “Sean, I promise.”“I love you, Fred. We’re gonna get through this.”Fred cries his eyes out, as Sean keeps his hand on Fred’s shoulder. Sean starts watching the game more closely. Soon Fred does as well. They become the primary cheering section. “Look at that, Sean! My son just praised Dave for the fine fielding play on his hard hit grounder. He used to hate Dave’s guts.”The Cubs lead the entire game but the Dodgers.