Older, colder, more feral. I still can't explain the feeling exactly.And I was rested, but STARVING. I got up, feeling a little shaky on my legs, made... my way down the stairs, and found daddy sitting at the kitchen table, staring out the window."Hi, daddy." Sweetheart! Welcome back to the land of the living. How are you feeling?" Like I could eat a horse!"He chuckled and made his way over to the fridge. "Eggs? Bacon? Pancakes?" Yes please!"A little while later, I was stuffing my face while he. Harry had been captured when his B-17 was shot down three months before the surrender. But, we didn't know that, we only knew that Harry was "Missing, Presumed Dead." The war's end and the Red Cross notification that he was a POW came on the same day. Wendy got that same hug.'I told you so.' she bragged in my mind.'How did you do that?' I thought back to her.'I'm her long lost niece ... twice removed.''You aren't.''I know that, you know that, but She thinks I am. She's more sure I'm her niece. He needed work on his dribbling just as he thought.My eyes glanced at Abby a few times, sitting on the hill alone. She positioned herself so no one had to walk by her or her by them. I could see why other soccer moms thought she was a bitch. She held herself differently than they did. There was no self-doubt in her body language, no need to be seen or liked. It seemed every other mom was sitting on the sideline all huddled together, with their refillable water bottles that I doubted had water. Since she slept over that one time, we have been fucking like bunnies ever since. On the other hand my mind have been thinking of other things. Mainly school and football. Ever since I joined the football squad the coach has been riding me hard. He even had me playing iron man, I was playing wide receiver for offense and for defense I was playing cornerback. So seeing how I was playing two different positions I had to memorize both sides of the playbook, which frankly had taken up my time. So.