The sun was in its final stages of setting and he rushed ahead running wildly through a pack of seagulls that inhabited the courtyard. We made our way... up the winding staircase into his cozy flat and flung my things comfortably onto the floor. The lights were low and the flat very clean. He cornered me up against the door, peering down on me from hair covered eyes then gently leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. We finally fell into a nice hug, firmly squeezing each other. No words were. There were other events, not connected to our marriage, which saddened and distressed me during these years. The first was discovering Eddy Two Bears, the First Nation Pikani I had met when at BATUS in Canada, had died.A visiting delegation from the Royal Canadian Mounted Police were attending Arms Week, an annual get together of armament manufacturers and their customers, held at Harrogate in Yorkshire. Among the delegation was a First Nation constable.I knew there were very few First Nation. "Because I'd really rather go to the dance with you," he said. "But since I didn't know that I was going, I couldn't ask you in time." No, that's not what I meant," I said. "I mean, why do you want to go to the dance with me? Why do you like me? Before you asked me to be your partner in the gym nobody knew that I was alive. Now, three guys asked me to go to the dance. I don't understand any of this. I'm too skinny. I don't have any boobs and my hair is frizzy. My glasses are so thick that my. “You’ve been played, Jen. I’m only here to distract you,” I said. “Tell the team you don’t think I’m out of the game yet. In fact, I’m sending you a file that suggests that I’m still in the system even though I’m not in the office. They should stay alert for what I do next.” I sent her the login information for six smartcards that I’d received from my bug on the manufacturing facility. That would expand their target awareness and give them more to look out for, even though I had no intention of.