Finally Reed came out with it."Silky, we need to talk. I am thinking of making the military a career, staying in for twenty or so years. I really like... it," came the crushing blow from Reed.In a choked voice she replied, "What does this mean for us?"She heard him sigh and knew what it meant before he even told her; she knew that all her high school friends were right. High school romances didn't last."Well, Silky, for now any way, let's see other people. Let's end our engagement and just be. He took another deep breath, composing himself. He headed off in search of her room. He found it at the end of the hallway. There was a little note taped to the door. He unfolded it. ‘Door is open. Follow the trail. Each one is for every month I’ve loved you.’ Intrigued, he opened the door. The living room area was lit just enough for him to see the trail of chocolates leading to the bedroom door. He picked one up. It was a Hershey Hug. He bit his bottom lip, smiling. A hug. The one thing that. It's Richard. Rachel may have had a hand in it as far as the boys go but basically it's my darling Richard that's done this for me. I think it's catching because I've always liked the boys and their wives but now I love them too." She felt a bit emotional about it and attacked her cleaning with fresh vigour.Liz and her husband, Rod, with Tom and Claire, their children, were next to arrive. The youngsters were collected by Annette. Rod was only a little taller than Liz and slightly plump but he. I nodded and we left for home with Carl.Sona just sat there for a long time staring at nothing after I told her. She didn't cry and then told us that she better start supper. For days she just worked at her housework with out speaking to any one, other than supper is ready and such.Honeybee cried for a long time, this was after all the man who with auntie had given her a home. The fact that he had always used her like a slave didn't seem to matter; she had thrived on it in her own strange way.I.