F-Fiona,” he said through clenched teeth. “Glad you’re ... alive.”Fiona frowned up at him, and started hitting his chest. “Ye fuckin bawbag!... Tae fuck is wrong wit ye! Ye ... didnae have tae ... do that.”He tried to smile, and managed it for a second or two, before the impacts of her tiny fists against his chest triggered the assortment of broken ribs to revolt against him. He swallowed down the pain as best he could, and let his head collapse against the floor.“You injured?”“I’m fine, awright?. It's your movie."He was almost reverent when he picked it up. "No shit?"I grinned to see him at a loss for words. "No shit, as cheesy a piece of junk as I could make it. Tell me what you think when you get time to read it. Now go enjoy your date."He pulled out his phone, and started texting like crazy. He threw it down and grinned at me. "Seems I'm suddenly at loose ends. Mind if I read it here? And order some takeout, I'm starving."I couldn't believe he blew off his date for this. "Where did. We click when it comes to sex, and we put time away each week for our time alone. It is much easier now that the kids have moved out," says Judy."Well, we have a date tonight at my house with dinner and Sam spending the night. He lives in the trendy part of town, and he is going on an overnight bike ride in the morning. I have no worries about Bill stopping by, he does not know about other men and myself, or do I know if he has a woman friend. Since he is visiting our son for the night, I know. It was a memorial of the regiment and had the names of all those who served from the first formation to those who fell in the last battles. The names of all those men and women and their deeds they carried out are all recorded in the Wall for those who remember and to never forget.He found the section where their names had been carved into the Wall and his vision started to mist up. But he wasn’t crying, it was just the blasted weather. Just like last year and the years before that.And even.