The neighbor left as soon as the burial was over and Brad and Amy drove back to the house.Amy was quiet all afternoon. She passed on dinner and sat in... the living room staring at the television. He knew that she was not really seeing what was playing.About nine o'clock he went to the sunroom and built a fire in the fireplace. He sat in the Papasan chair and gazed at the fire. He had spent many an hour sitting in that chair cuddling with Vera. The day had been exhausting for both Amy and Brad.. The girls stayed away from her because the boys said to and the boys because they didn't want to be laughed at by the other guys. She finished her senior year alone, refused to participate in graduation exercises and went away to study law.She had no outside interests to conflict with her rigid study regimen at law school. She got up, went to class, studied, researched and worked as a waitress part time to make ends meet. She graduated with all honors, the youngest ever and the brightest ever. I had an idea of what was to come... It was nearly one in the morning. The hallway was dark and dead silent as I followed her into the employee lounge. Once inside the lounge she grabbed my hand and began to lead me into the bathroom. I resisted. I did not want to go into the bathroom. “We can’t do it here,” she implored. “Nancy, there is no one on this entire floor and besides should anyone come we will hear them way ahead of time,” I countered. “Oh… I don’t know,” she sheepishly. The firing system was to be almost original with control on the bridge through the tactical computer which also performed the navigational calculations. The sets of equipment selected were those of serving cutters with the missile firing added on. McCock realized that the production model would almost certainly go to the fleet in a form significantly different to his prototype. He just had to build it, demonstrate it functioned and prove the concept sufficiently that a testing unit would be.