Cena came into the building, walked quickly to Girard and reached for his hand. She was smiling and excited as she led him out of the building and dow...n a well-traveled path through bushes and trees. They came to a small waterfall and she pulled Girard directly into it. They stood there, the cool deluge soaking their bodies. Cena giggled and then pulled him by the hand behind the waterfall. They entered a small cave and inside Girard saw a large floor mat with many blankets piled on it next to. “I know,” Rael replied. “What are we going to do?” A spark caught, and a soft glow came up from the torch. Rael nurtured the budding flame, blowing on it gently, shielding it with his hands and coaxing it into greater life. The flames flickered, swayed, nearly gutted, then at last found a grip on the cloth and wood of the torch, finding enough of a hold to live and then, slowly, grow. There was a metaphor there, some poetic analogy to their situation, she was sure. But she was too exhausted to. "So why this one?" the good doctor asked me, "what's so special abou him?" "There was something different about him," I replied, "he recognized me, knew who I was and with the other ones too. They rarely fight in packs this large and their movements are never coordinated with each others." Mason and I left within the hour with 2 borrowed horses, one for me and her and one for he subject. Once back at Nittany, the capital, I had the subject sent to my lab and me andason went to our room. . One day Dad went into the store and told Mom he was drafted and would be leaving in a month.Mom got nervous; she really cared for dad but always tried not to show it. The next time he asked her out, she said yes. They saw each other every day at the lunch counter and went out every weekend. Before Dad left for basic training they vowed to write each other regularly.When you hear people say that 'absence makes the heart grow fonder', it was true in this case. Mom had saved every letter that Dad.