“I’ve heard people say things like that to me,” Colonel Stewart said.A lot of people viewed the military as loving war rather than wanting peace... They didn’t know the young men and women in the services very well if they believed it. Most of the people in the military wanted to put in their time serving their country by ensuring the peace, and then to get on with the rest of their lives.Betsy said, “People like that should talk to my father Ed about evil, sometime.”“Your dad has seen things,. It is intended for you.”I hesitantly reached out and took the book from her hand. I ran my fingers across my name embossed on the front cover. When I looked back up, she was gone. I don’t mean she stepped away from her table, she was GONE. In fact, I was standing in front of a big concrete planter filled with bright purple and yellow flowers.“Weird!” I said to myself, but when I got home, I started thinking about whose name I might write in the book. I considered the redhead who lived across. " Well, I rather have them with us as against us. Tell him and his son Bertie to come in and talk to me. We still need us three or four more men at the very least. But what we want are men who won't go off half-cocked. We don't need bully boys, but people who are family men. We already got too many of the others still around here."So you go on about your business and I'll go see if I can get me a telephone installed at my house." Harley left the room.He stopped at the front desk and asked. Part of it, anyway. I had to make sure that you didn’t keep asking questions about the bruises, you know. I wanted you to know, but I also feared that if you knew, you’d be out for blood ... and I was right, wasn’t I? You ripped him to shreds and tossed him around like a rag doll, both of you. I was terrified, of course, both of him and of you two.“I knew what you were, sensed it ... I had heard stories of lobos before ... of wolf men and she-wolves. I sensed it on some level before ... and.