‘Are you sure Mrs. Forrester doesn’t mind my coming over?’ Dianna asked. ‘Not at all,’ Matt said. ‘She’s a super lady. Come on, let’s ...go in. You’ll se.’ Mary was working in the kitchen when they walked in. She looked at the slim girl and smiled. ‘Hi, you must be Dianna.’ She offered the teenager her hand. ‘I’m Mary.’ ‘Hi,’ Dianna replied, shaking hands with the older woman. She hadn’t realized how pretty Mrs. Forrester was. Mary had on a man’s shirt, with the sleeves rolled up, over a pair of. Do you how it would feel to have to be around the person that you love and to have to see them every day? To have to see him move on like you don’t matter? To see him be with other guys? I can’t do it. I just can’t,” Ant stated.Mark conceded, “Alright, I can accept that. If you ever change your mind, you are always welcome back on the team at any time. If you ever need somebody to talk to, you have my number now. Please use it.”Ant thanked Mark for his concern and ended the call. Mark sat there. Felt so natural.In my teen years my dad often went out and about on ‘business’ and one day mentioned going to visit a factory and somehow I tagged along – why at the time I don’t know but maybe it was from when he was a lorry driver and the fact that my older brother had been out with him in his lorry so maybe I was jealous and grabbed at the chance for a trip out with dad.It was a summer’s day and a drive of about 40 miles. Upon arriving in a semi-built up area where industrial units were. We were on schedule to be in full compliance by Oct 15. As with all plans, obstacles seem to find a way to interfere.One of the Iowa planes lost the number three engine on the flight to Luanda Angola; it was the final flight for the crew and the final delivery of the 12 pre - positioned Black Hawks and Suburbans before moving on to another staging area. The plane was at the airport with its crew.The engine did not fail gently - it was catastrophic, like someone threw a handful of rocks in the.