Following the beaten path through the living room to the front door and it was off to Carly's.The yells of her mother from behind her did nothing to s...low her down as she walked quickly down the street in Carly’s direction. This was not a good day, she had the dream again. That wonderful and terrible dream that began and ended at Carly's apartment. The very place her brisk walk was taking her."That dream... that damned dream," she thought to herself. It was like shaking bacon in her face then. A few minutes later two staff have the liner in and one is taking the signed papers to get the plates for the truck. Twenty minutes later the plates are on the truck, Mort has all of the paperwork, and Doreen says, “The canopy won’t be ready to put on for another two hours. They use a new fast setting paint, but it still takes time to get it done.”Mort holds out the piece of paper with the address of where he has to collect the gear as he asks, “Can someone show me how to drive this tank by. She couldn't tell if they were brown or black because she was scared to look up to much. If she was caught looking at a Man in the face she would regret it for a long time. Suddenly his words slammed themselves into her head and she was listening, very very closely."Are you sure you don't want to let her spend a few days here, I am sure she'd do well. She's such a pretty little slave." The man's voice was soft and light, but she heard the steel beneath his voice. Without being able to control. “Shut up,” Jane said angrily.“American Imperialism. I hate that term. I used to hear it almost every day when I was in school. I was told to be ashamed of this country and all that it had done,” Jack said.In coming back to this time and learning more about this country, Jack had found pride in this country. Like every human endeavor, this great experiment had tripped and fallen in its history. There were some pretty bad episodes in its past. There were massacres, a period of slavery, and.