After that, I started collecting stories..." He noddedat Adam. "...And every so often, friends." He leaned back toward us andrested against the bar. "...Do you have any idea what kinds of adventuressome of the other Immortals have had?" he asked, and I could see alight in his eyes that had nothing to do with jealousy.I sipped my Scotch. "Well, I've got some idea, yeah..." I tried.Shifting a bit so I faced Adam, I bounced the question to him. "Andyou? You tell him stories and keep the other. I had no words to say and said sorry. She sent me a smile, I was a shock and confusion, then she said that she likes guys checking out her body. I was surprised and was happy at the same time and you know why I didn’t wanna stop the conversation I said she has a great body and that’s how interesting stuff started. I asked her if she could meet next day to which she agreed after a long talk and I took her for a lunch date and while I was driving back I asked her if she would mind I stop at my. Or like my father and my brother, who just got back fromspending nine years in a labor camp."He whistled in astonishment. "Nine years!" They came home, looking like skin and bones---and this was AFTERthey'd spent two month in the hospital, one of those recovery wardsthey have for the camp survivors---with scars all over them that Idon't even want to ask about. When I think about someone going throughsomething like that..."From the blunt, no-nonsense way he spoke this monk didn't sound likehe'd. I picked her up and we went to the center. Ruth Golden, a transport driver injured by an IED in Afghanistan was backed into a corner holding a chair like a circus lion tamer. No one was getting near her.Sara and I went over to the area, but not so close as to seem threatening. Ruth saw me and did not seem to recognize me. Then she saw Sara, and her look changed to one of surprise.Sara was calm, reasonable, and non-threatening. She got Ruth to admit that she panicked when a man tried to get her.