Harold Moore was a 27 year old math teacher at the Carl Landry communitycollege. He was 5'4 and quite skinny."Harold my hands are tied. I can't help y...ou out. It's above me," Mr.Owens tells him.James Owens was the principal at the Carl Landry community college. Hewas 34 and had been friends with Harold for the past 10 years and metHarold when he was even dating Harold's sister Sarah."I can't believe you are firing me for something that never happened,"Harold tells him."Listen Harry," James. Then we were splitting up with Lorrie, Jenny and Ching Lee coming home and Marcy, Vicky and me flying on to Kampala, Polokwane and Windhoek, depending on my meeting with the Angel of Death. I still had not told the girls what was going to happen and was not going to.Friday was a blur; all day was spent at Morton. The only break was a VCATS call to Portugal with Biff. Vicky and I assigned Biff the job of manager of the new JBG European Head Quarters renovation.Every day there were dozens of. Talk about job security. He practiced both as an OB/GYN and a pediatrician. He took care of them till they started kindergarten. He told Jill to call when we were ready to leave the mall but warned us he might not be available. Jill had a couple of blocks to go, I had about 8 miles. I was going to have to make some phone calls if he got tied up.Jill pulled up her right sleeve and got her hand out, taking my left. We just walked around the mall, glancing in the windows, not seeing anything. The. They stepped out and he had her turn in profile, clearing displaying her baby bulge, then he moved her back onto the bus.A minute later, a hand-written note was passed in, indicating that the pregnant Infected should be put in tent #6, and that they needed to stay on the bus while the new tent was prepped. About twenty minutes later, the soldier who had been silently passing messages along pounded on the side of the bus and pointed down the hill toward the tents.It was a long, nervous walk, but.