We were in front of a little building on an almost deserted airfield.As we all exited the plane ("Stretch your legs! It's good for you!" Nikki said) a...guy came out of the office.Cindy waved. "You got a coke machine?" Yeah," the guy answered. We all trooped inside, bought cold drinks and explained what was going on with the quick stop."Careful, son," the old guy said. "She's a pusher. I've seen too many guys hooked on their first flights."All I could do is smile. Dana was over there looking at. Ariel's pov"Shh, sweetheart, shh mommy here" I said as I calmed down my son, as I ran with him to the neighborhood bomb shelter, I knew it won't do much to protect us from the nuclear devastation, but as a mother I had the responsibility to give my sons lass moments some semblance of hope, even if it's nothing but a lie. That was my plan until Ace Jensen yelled at us to stop, he was a man in his late sixties nothing more than meat and bones, his hair was deep crimson with a little gray there. " Yeah, Lancer." He wagged his bearded-faced head as he lumbered along beside her. "Beautiful dog, but town's no place for an animal like that. Should be on a ranch or farm where it can get out and run... exercise, you know?" I suppose," she idly answered."But, I guess she keeps him for protection, living alone and all. That's a funny thing, too, a model like her with no male around, at least, once in awhile. You think maybe she's lez, doll?" Frankly, I never thought about it." Well I have," he. I knew my mom was still in the house, I knew Mike was still in the house but neither was responding to my calls. It had only taken me 45 minutes to cut the grass that day, as I had already done the backyard the previous day when my mom was at work. Was it possible that my shortened occupied time had caught my mom (and Mike?) off guard?At this point I remember the awful thoughts beginning to darken my mind. For a split second, the image of my mom and Mike together; in bathing suits, in the.