"Fred, thank you. There is a little misunderstanding though. I am the reason Nick is no longer on vacation."Fred chuckled, "I like you already. What w...ill you have?"Nick looked at Lilly and asked, "How do you like your steak?"Lilly replied, "A little pink inside."Nick chuckled, "Two medium well with French fries on hers, and bring Petra's usual." What did I say?" Lily said."You said, a little pink inside. I like my women that way."Lilly leaned across the table and hit Nick in the arm again."You. And your sister is already showing her form.’ ‘What in — cooking?’ ‘Swimming.’ ‘That’s can’t be right — I leave Milly for dead and mom just breaststrokes along as if in a dream though I must admit she never tires.’ ‘Excuse me,’ said the interviewer and she asked an aide to call over Coach Harrington. Munro expected to see a tall, big chest and slim hipped guy swagger over. Instead an arthritic-looking guy with a full head of white hair limped across the room to them. ‘Coach Harrington, this is. "I'll be talking to a lawyer tomorrow about seeking a divorce. I've already resigned from F & C, so in two weeks, I'll be officially unemployed. Oh ... and just so you don't worry ... Tommy is staying with me. He's fine, in case you're wondering." I thought that would slow her down considerably, and I was right."A divorce? You're serious?" Yes, I'm serious."There was another pause, and this time the unmistakable sound of a sob. I had finally gotten through to her."Is there anything I can do to. ”“What did you do?” she asked.“I got to ride in outer space,” I said.“What?” she exclaimed excitedly.“Like I said, don’t say anything so the boys can brag tonight,” I reiterated.While I ate, I listened as the other men and women swapped war stories. Far too many of the stories were about good friends they had lost. I was surprised to learn that about half of the men and women here were disabled to some degree. They were all qualified and able to fly the grav sleds, though. Don had purchased the.