Someone being a redhead."Where are we going?" I'm headed for Alabama ... where are you going?" I'm away from that nasty old man and my podunk hometown... ... I guess I'm going to Alabama with you." You're running away?" Nope ... flying." She buckled up in the observers seat. "You are the fifteenth looker at this old crate, and the youngest ... well except for Johnny Carstairs ... he had the money but he was too young to fly and grandad wouldn't teach him." Oh." He was courting me though .... We didn’t break up. We had a friendly parting of the ways when we saw that we would spend the summer in different states. I’d like to keep it that way. If not, I can dump you as publicly as you want.” He seemed to accept that. “Do me a favor. Don’t sit next to me in class.”“It means nothing,” he said. “You sat next to Phil.”“Yeah, and my relationship to Phil is the same as it was Spring Quarter. I’m a friendly asquaintance who has another guy as a steady.”“Okay. I know when I’m not wanted. Guy. “Angela, take your time. Don’t rush things.”Angela nodded. “Will you give me your address; phone number? I think I’ll need you in the coming months.”“Of course. I’d be honoured.”On the eighth night, as they came to say goodnight once again outside Victor’s room, things changed. Over the days they had said goodnight at the same place – Victor’s door – and for some nights Angela had kissed his cheek and he hers.On the eighth night they had been for a long, very wet hike locally and were both very. Well, it appears that the rest of the Valley of the Sun doesn’t much like the idea of being under LDS rule. Gee, I wonder why?” I winked at Nydia as she sucked me straight from Sarai and then guided me back into her.“The Battle of Phoenix ... that has a dramatic ring to it, doesn’t it? I imagine that more will flee Phoenix if it falls to the Mormon Militia, won’t they? Where, oh, where will they go? It says here that they’ve jailed whores and johns and executed pimps as well as madams whenever.