“Ready to relax a little?” Sula added.“I’ll relax once we’re safe in Accra and we’ve given Oscar’s flash drive to the Deputy Police Chie...f.”After dressing, Scott hid the guns and placed the flash drive in his sock. Jenny opened the door taking a cautious look both ways in the hallway. At the foot of the door lay the daily newspaper. She picked it up, looking at the headlines.“I see it’s all in French. Can you take a quick look and see if there’s anything about us?” He asked, handing it to. And walk out of the bathroom. For the next several hours no matter what I did or was doing I couldnt get amber out of my mind. I opened my gifts from dad and Mary Jane I had gotten a truck. But they had given it to me a few months ago. From my grandma and grandpa I got a gas card with 100 on it. From Iris and Shawn I got a free oil change and detail from a local lube shop. And as I was opening them up not really overly excited about anything I got a little bag and with a box in it I picked it. What’s in it for me?”“Well, there’s got to be something interesting, considering you’re wearing power armor and have two robots and a dog with you. So, tell you what, you answer my questions and give me a good interview, and I’ll come with you, too. Watch your back while you get used to the world above ground, and maybe pick up a story or two along the way.”I grinned. “Sure, what the hell. The more the merrier, right? Go ahead.” Something about the sparkle in her eyes. What’s wrong with me?She. The weekend came and Sandra and I had a wonderful dinner at a new French restaurant in the next town. The meal was wonderful and the ambiance superb. We shared a wonderful bottle of wine the wine steward had recommended. We stopped for coffee afterwards at a small cafe we used to frequent in our younger days. It was a wonderful evening. We went home in great spirits and got into more comfortable clothes and sat in front of the TV in the family room. Once again, it seemed history repeated itself.