" Even accounting for the times, what were the voters thinking giving thatditzy blonde a Pulitzer Prize. She didn't even know my playing number was24,...not 23." What are you complaining about? She spelled my name wrong from the titleon. It's bad enough to have a piece of trash like that published and evenworse to have my name attached to it." What was that old quote? I don't care what you write about me as long asyou spell my name right," Willie joked."Yeah, yeah! You wouldn't think it was so. Harry saw the young Amanda talking to her sister's hubby behind the barracks on a school day and watched Ramon give her a wad of cash rolled up in a ball. It seemed a bit odd but after all he was her head of the household and it was none of his business.The very next day, an agitated Ramon packed up his locker contents and told Harry,"I got a family emergency. Take care of my Camaro for me and give the keys to Amanda."That was the last Harry or anyone else saw of Staff Sergeant Ramon at Camp. ? I think he was taken aback a bit, and finished his turn with some conciliatory kisses.Lisa got up from the sofa and asked if any of the guys wanted another turn with me. No one did. She directed them to all sit on one of the sofas. Lisa took me behind the sofa opposite from where the guys were sitting. From her duffle, Lisa produced a small red box. From it, she pulled out a pair of clover clamps connected by a small chain. She made me face the guys, and I clenched my teeth and held my. ." She hesitates; and when I look down, I see that she's blushing again. "Oh, I can't believe I'm saying this; but he hasn't even tried to make a move yet!!" I can instantly hear that there's more in her voice than annoyance. I can hear the hurt there too. "What? Um... Well, did you ever think that maybe he's just trying to be a... gentleman? I guess?" I offer her a refill and she accepts. I fill mine again as well. She doesn't respond, but just leans against me in silence; drinking her wine.