Do you know which one we should rent?”“I know nothing about them!” I said. “Julia saw one and mentioned another one. Supposedly they’re pret...ty good. The one Julia saw was Debbie Does Dallas and the other one her friends watched when she wasn’t there was Insatiable. I guess we could pick one of those, assuming the store has them.”“Why not both!” Kara giggled. “Maybe we’ll get some fun ideas!”“Seriously?” I chuckled.“Are you embarrassed, Snuggle Bear?” she giggled. “Or upset that I’m. He's named Don Langley."Think he'd work out OK with John Tolstoy?" Don't think there'd be any problem. Remember John was usually at the front line, not the base -- he'd depend on them, and vice versa. In the field -- does that make sense for space? No matter. In the field, he'd be in the task force organization. We'd still need a boat officer and a boat detachment commander for each ship. Might have some subordinate commanders, such as shuttle or unmanned vehicle leader. No need for complex. Oh Sam please come home.' Her thoughts drifted to work tomorrowand an imagined conversation on Saturday as Sam forgave and said she wascoming home. 'Think positive Kara, think positive.'The next two days at work thing resumed a more natural daily grind forboth of them. A respite from the fears that assailed them. Each circlinga single point, but seeing it slightly differently.Finally it was Saturday. Kara sat and read and glanced at the clock everyfew minutes, time dragging as she waited for. Otherwise we'd be sleeping in the terminal tonight. How are things in Philly?" The snow is probably eight or ten inches deep already," Penny answered. "Action News is running half hourly bulletins. They are predicting we will get between twelve and sixteen inches before the storm is over. The way the snow is coming down reminds of that blizzard we had two years ago over winter break." I remember that storm," I said. "Philly is shutting down, isn't it?" Pretty much completely," Penny.