I smacked him in the face andknocked him down and kept hitting him. I hurt him bad, and the puncheswere only a small part of it.Fuck. To this day it s...till pisses me off. I was an idiot. I was young.Ken's gone now. Last time I saw him was a few years ago, before thedisease took him. I think that was the last time I cried. I don't cryoften.Well, I'm older now. I understand some things a bit better. Ieventually figured out that there were other people like Ken out there,and that it wasn't a big. .. ah..." and Vee blushed."Don't be telling all you know, darlin'. I get embarrassed, too," Gary said. The look on his face after he made his comment was telling and then he blushed.April thought, Guilty, guilty, guilty. and it was her turn to blush. She said, "So ... what are you going to do? ... besides that." She turned positively ruddy."We still have to find or build an acceptable place," Gary admitted."Look," April said, "2210 is just around the corner ... geologically speaking. You don't. Upon arrival the plane will go dark, at that point Mr. Sim's squad will enter the aircraft, secure the passenger in seat 3 first class. You will escort this passenger out of the plane, down the emergency exit in the gate and hand him off to Mr. Patrick's squad for transport to local law enforcement at hangar 12." Upon finishing, Longfield looked up from his notes to see six disappointed men glaring back at him."Jesus Christ, since when do they call out two SAS special ops squads to grab one guy. .. can you just treat me normal? Like before? Before... everything."And if only he knew how much that 'everything' encompassed.I punch him in the arm lightly, "C'mon, I'm still the same Sam who eats you out of house and home! Have you checked your fridge? 'Cause it's empty!" I smile, and it almost feels real.Spence laughs a little, rubbing his arm, "True. The fridge is barren. I'll go get some groceries." He moves to walk away, but pauses, looking back at me. "And... and I'll try Sam. But....