Mera confidence badhne laga. Main apni bua ko chodne ka koi full proof plan banane laga.Mujhey pata tha ki bua ko paison ki kami hai. Aur main isye ap...a hathiyaar banana chahta tha. Mujhey bua ki isi kamjori ka fayda utthana tha. Main kai baar apne paise purse ke bahar hi nikar ke rakh deta. Jab bua ki najar un par padti to vo mujh se kahti ki hai itne sarey paise. Hum to garib hain hamari kismat to laxmi hai hi nahi. Maine aisa 3 -4 baar kiya taki bua ko pata lag jaye ki main uske paison ki is. Donna and Tom Max were a couple that had an amazing reputation for taking in k**s like me, and really turning them around.I however didn't care, it was just going to be another foster home and another place to rest my head until the next one, so when I arrived and was welcomed into their house I did my best not to get to excited or attached to my surroundings."Well this is your room" Donna, my new foster mom said, showing me into a bedroom.We're next door and Angie is just down the hall" she. Since the bodies couldn’t be recovered and it was doubtful they ever would be, only memorials were being planned. Al and Julie were the only family we had left so a big private memorial service wasn’t necessary for us. Each wife would receive the tri-folded flag before the 21 gun salute and TAPS was played. The salute was being formed of all Green Berets and they were all friends of my husband’s. All were volunteers too. Finally the visitors stopped and Julie fed me another sleeping pill and. ”She could speak again. Her mind raced, unsure of how to proceed. Her quivering slowly ceased as she became accustomed to the divine vision before her. There was clearly no malice in this otherworldly visitor, but it was still incredibly intimidating.“For… for what task have I been chosen?”“One that coincides with your deepest desires. The corruption of your church is beyond reckoning. It must be cleansed. You shall punish the wicked, restore balance to this blighted world and deliver.