I needed to lose a few pounds, having no other option might be a good way of dieting. “Oh Martin, you surely can’t expect me to survive on one mue...sli bar! I’ll starve to death!” Blondie’s winging tone grated real bad on my ears. “Dear, we need to save as much food as we can. We don’t know how long we’ll be out here.” He tried honesty first, with the politeness. I was impressed. “Martin honey, I need more than this to survive in this horrible old jungle. Please let me have another bar.” Not. Later we heard the news that Buis Hugo, the chalk pit and Hill 70 were lost to a counterattack. The Bartonshires lost 10 of our 24 officers and nearly 300 of 1000 other ranks, over a third of the Battalion, all for nothing.’ Art went as pale as a brand-new chamois leather. [*** Only three men advanced from those shallow trenches, to join up with the rest of C Company, under Captain Baird. I saw that two injured men were stretchered back to First Aid, but neither made it, I found out later. I. "I'll bet they're still good for something." Something, sure. But what are we going to eat with dinner?"I smiled warmly. Wally made for a really ugly housewife, but he tries. He doesn't really have any other option. It's hard to be fifty-five andalready know that you're useless to society. That the job you worked atall your life is now obsolete, and nobody's training people at your age.Sometimes I feel like baking for me is the only time he feels useful toanybody anymore.I think it's even. See you all there. Brian texted back before Kenny dropped his phone.Kenny, smiled wide and stood up, turning off his game console an moving over to his bed. He was thrilled that he was going to be spending a week of fun with a group of his closet friends from high school. Each of them, while not all on the same level of closeness, meant a great deal to Kenny. He wasn't happy about the fact that they were only a few months away from losing contact with one another so this last hoorah felt like.