He put it in hispocket knowing he would value it for the rest of his life. He wasn'teven going to declare it or send it home. No, he was going to ta...ke ithome with him personally, and the crazy thing is, if anyone found himwith this object, they wouldn't even realize what it was.And so it was that Tom and his fellow soldiers finally came home tocheering crowds. He did his best to settle back down to normal life.Yes he had the occasional nightmare, and he also set up a display in hisden where. "He laughed. His laughter was contagious. He was a cheeky, naughty little shit."How do you know?" I asked.I was suddenly curious and insanely flattered by the clumsy compliment. Nobody had ever said I looked better than Emma in anyway and I guess I was pathetically pleased by the comparison."Ahhh, she's always getting around topless. She always goes swimming like that. How come you don't?" Um…" I was struggling to handle this conversation."You got better tits." Um… Eric, you really shouldn't. Are you ready to change your name?”“Now, you’re confusing me.”“Let me say it this way. Your name has been affecting your attitude, as well as the expectations of those around you. You’re proud of your heritage, as am I, but in your case you often allow that to control your emotions. A sure step toward solving this problem would be a name change.”“I’m still not sure I understand, but if you think that being named Mark Grey Fox is better than my current name, then I’ll consider it - seriously. ‘You don’t listen when I talk do you.’ he said accusingly. ‘Of course I listen.’ she frowned looking about the room to figure out what to use to restrain her human. ‘I hear what I want to.’ she smiled turning to face him fully. ‘What are you doing?’ he questioned as she started to slowly close the distance that separated their bodies. Hesitantly, he began to back away for her approach. He jaw dropped as his back met the concrete enforced wall and he noticed her beautiful emerald eyes turned to.