Everything was going his way. Till the week Marc and PamDeCroy enrolled in Dale's school.The DeCroys had moved to Georgia after their father's home in... the French Quarters of New Orleans had been destroyed in the floods. They were verydark and these were the kind of people Dale hated. "That uppity niggerjust don't know his place." Dale told his friends after Marc stopped himfrom shaking down a black sophomore for his lunch money. When Marc gotbetween them Dale pulled out a knife, but Marc was. "Have we found any yet?" Michael asked."Oh, yes!" General Ngumo smiled. "We had barely gotten our first prisoner compound erected and one of your big flying boxes dropped outside the gate and unloaded a dozen unconscious men. When they regained their senses, we began interrogating them. I hear that another half-dozen loads have since arrived, with many more expected soon." Great news," Michael smiled at Eric. "Your Rangers are off to a great start!" he said."Not just our Rangers, Mike," Eric. We’ll take my car, er, well, finish up there, uh, right behind her and then we’ll go.While deep in day dreaming I was following Lilly, the boys, on the morning drill, trail to the night pasture. Suddenly they all stopped, turned around and Lilly walked back to me. “Oh dear” I thought. “What now?” “YOU NUT!” she said. “What?” I responded totally without any idea what was going on.“Father McGillicutty, really!?” She hugged me real hard and then planted a big kiss on my lips. She let go of me and. Shit. Either one, I don’t care.”I closed my eyes as he poured me a glass, then it seemed like the very next moment he was pressing the cold glass against my cheek.“Thanks,” I said sleepily as I reached to take it.“Hey, don’t give him that,” Chris said, coming from the bedroom carrying the baby in his arms.“Why not?” Peter asked.“Because then he can’t hold this,” he said, sitting down next to me and gently transferring the baby to my arms.I said gently, “Shit, she’s so small.”“Hey!” Peter.