But what was her name? Hecouldn’t remember. He combed his memory, struggling toput the pieces of the evening together. He had gone to theRumba Room ...�� that much he remembered. The music hadbeen loud, the walls were pulsating. Then he had spottedher. She was sipping an apple martini at the bar, her ravenhair seizing the light like obsidian, shining from across theroom. He couldn’t say why, but he knew before she turnedher head that she would be breathtaking, and his breathcaught in his throat as. .. I had to keep reminding myself not to throw them back.”Helen seems very happy to see the fish writhing in the net. “Oh my ... That’s so ... Real...” She looks up at the camera and smiles, “This is really happening...”We cut to a shot of her sitting on the ground, propped up on her elbows, flattened grass around her bottom, her knees wide apart and up in the air, feet flat on the grass. She’s already holding a glistening brown trout – which wriggles around in her hands, doing its best to get. Right when I think you can’t get any more beautiful, you come out looking like that and prove I have no clue what I am talking about.”That puts a big smile on her face, and she kisses me, but just a quick one. She pulls away, saying, “Careful, I don’t want you to mess up my makeup.”“We will save that for later.”“I hope so.”“You two horn dogs are going to be late. You best get a move on it,” comments Sam.Zlata says, “Hold on a minute. We need to take some pictures. You two will be sure to take a. It seemed odd that such an important battle be fought in the wilderness along the Mohawk River and not on the mighty Hudson where the new country plied their new-found economic enterprise. It was no doubt named after the quite famous Major General Schuyler of French and Indian War fame who was well known in the Hudson River Valley.The fort was defended by militia units from both New York and from Massachusetts and they were in high spirits despite being outnumbered by the British, Loyalist and.