”Donna said, “We might have to make up a schedule for who gets time with whom on any day!”Laughingly, I replied, “Maybe we’ll just have a fa...mily sex night every week.” I turned to Mike. “So do you want to have some fun with your mom soon?”Mike had a big grin on his face, but that faded away after a moment. “I don’t think I could do anything now, Mom. I’m kind of spent after being with Dad this afternoon.”I teased him, “What? Do you have anything left for your sister or me?”Donna added, “If. It didn't work out that way. I found myself seated with the three girls. They came after I had sat down, with my metal tray full of eggs and toast and some kind of hash, at the table for ten. They were from different country's military, so spoke different languages. To communicate they all used bad English. Most of the men, I noticed, were American or English. Less chance of having one of your own kill you in your sleep.Why they felt these soldiers wouldn't take a automatic rifle to their. Monica had taken good care of the store when she wenton a two day buying trip last spring. She headed home. When she arrived she was shocked to see him watching a game showon television. She saw he was smiling and seemed to be in a goodmood. She was glad of that. He didn't say anything and this surprised her. Finally she asked,"Aren't you surprised to see me home?" "Not really. I was expecting Mrs. Warden but nothing you do wouldsurprise me any more. Where is Mrs. Warden? She said she was. I found out that I preferbeing honest. I don't even try to hide my gray," I said as sweetly as Icould. I show him the mostly-gray lock of the hair at my temple. I shrug,"And, honestly, I'm a little lazy and it's a pain to keep up."He laughed. His head bowed as he did. I think he was about to cry.I had to ask again. "So, do you understand?" Yeah... I think so. Is there any way I can avoid this?" he asked."Not that I could find, and trying to avoid it was it's own misery. Thequicker you come to.