When I got to Walmat I got a text “I want a pic now!” Brent demanded. I rushed to the bath room pulled up the skirt and took a quick picture. “t...here” was all that I typed. “There? that’s all you have to say? Who do u think you are?” Brent was not in a good mood tonight and I was going to suffer I could tell. “sorry, just trying to get this shopping done so I can go home, I’m so embarrassed being here like this” I apologized. “to bad lol you already fucked up! Now instead of being full till u. Anne stood in the doorway, listening to her husband. His voice was steady, but she could see tears forming in his eyes. Yeah? Good, okay. Call us tomorrow with your flight information so we can meet you. Dont worry, okay? Were going to get through this. Yeah. Sure. Hey, I love you, man. Uh huh&hellip,bye. Fresh from her shower, wrapped in a terry cloth robe, Anne crossed to her husband when he hung up the phone. Ray pulled her onto his lap and they held each other close. I cant imagine ever. The reason I was willing to travel such a long distance to visit with him, is his unusual perception. He's quiet and almost shy in nature, but when he does speak on something, he's always spot on. He's never judgmental. He really does listen, and whatever he has suggested me to do, has always been the right thing. Some times I'd have to ponder on the meaning of his cryptic, slow speech, where one word usually paints a whole picture of thought, but if I really listen, I understand.He also never. But that didn't matter. We did. And we had to keep moving.“I need a rest,” groaned Rex. His face was covered in sweat.“I'm sorry,” Queenie whispered. “I think I can walk.”“It's fine,” Rex grunted. “Just let me get a breather.”“What if the soldiers are following us?” I asked. “We need to keep moving.”Rex set Queenie down. She put her weight on her right leg and winced. “I can walk. Okay.”“Let her walk, Rex,” I told him. “Stop being a stubborn man.”“Fine,” he groaned, still sucking in breath.I.