Tommy poured the new girl a cup of coffee, and offered it to her with a chicken sandwich.She ate the sandwich hungrily, having not eaten lately it see...med. She drank the coffee too, and it seemed to clear away some of the cobwebs in her head. "Where am I?" she asked."With friends. What is your name, Miss?" Tits!" she said."Tits?" Yeah, it's my stage name, when I dance topless at the roadhouse. But Jack, he said I was too high to dance there any more, and he fired me. Now I don't have no place to. I long to speak with my parents as a daughter, see warmth and love in their gazes in the place of suspicion and sorrow. My sister, always so in tune with my thoughts avoids my strange eyes while my usually jovial brother sits silent and red-eyed, staring at his hands. My mother speaks again, but its with forced politeness and a tight smile. She asks questions about my relationship with her daughter, how we met and so forth, questions which I am able to answer easily. Rowan, is it? Yes Im pretty. ." began Dusty."Tanks Dusty, they were called tanks," said Charles interrupting him."Ahh, yes. Thanks Charles, the tanks that were there. Did you see how they were driven?" asked Dusty as he nodded at Charles."No I didn't a chance to get close enough to them. I called a retreat and I was attacked as I stood and watched to make sure everyone followed my orders safely," said General Taltson"Hmm, well we need..." began Dusty again before a young man, dressed in a junior officer's uniform thrusted. .. for shame, someone should have burned them instead of shipping them!"Mary Grace, while embarrassed at the woman's frank assessment of her body, determined that she would take the woman's advice. Being embarrassed would not keep her from finding a man to father her future babies!Mama called her daughter, Nicki, over to her. "Get her the black pants with the light blue blouse and that pair of black heels. And, the red skirt and white tank top. Hmmmm, and find her some matching lingerie for.