Gwen has those qualities. Billy Marsh exhibited them as well. Any of us could have attempted to do what they did, but we watched. Our reaction was the... average, or normal reaction. Don't beat yourself up over it, but appreciate greater than average courage when you see it. And we sure saw it!"To get to the point, the team has decided to award the Sparta State Championship game ball to Gwen Anderson! The team believes that her actions two days ago saved Steve Hammer, and our football. Under her arm she had two boxes of cereal. Ohs and Ohs, oh... “Laurie had mentioned you probably wouldn’t get to eat until you got back so I grabbed some food.”“And?” Pat prompted her to continue.“Fine, I wasn’t comfortable staying with Dashawn. He’s always looked at me weird.”“He’s always thought you were hot,” I defended my friend, “But you’re here, so you have to help. I fell, tell me about that.”“At the end of the night, the inward facing sides of all of the boxes swing outward on cranes.”. Odds I'd go out. You were simply on my way home.” He took a breath. “A roll of the die found you.“It’s been a long time since I believed in fate, Roxanne. But a little cube with some engraved dots told me to do something I hadn’t done. Then you walked up to that tacky little table and my world changed.”“So did mine.” Her voice sounded far away. Pulling the covers over her body, she closed her eyes. Drifted from the little apartment and all her real world problems. The sound of his. Lenore rolled down the window of the van, and spoke to the Air Policeman at the entrance to Onazuka Air Force Base. "Good morning, Airman. I'm escorting three foreign nationals, they'll be in," Lenore consulted her notes on what to do from her brief conversation with USAF Major William "shucks, call me 'Bill'" Toler from the night before when she'd picked up the van, "building 1010." She slid her ID card and the ONI ID under the clip of the board where she'd signed entering, and the Airman took.