“I’m trying to make these new cakes for the house warming party, but they keep coming out wrong and I don’t have time to run to the store.” Sh...e finished looking around the house at our pictures and stuff.“Here you go.” I said handing her a gallon of milk. “Oh no I don’t need that much milk, and I don’t want to take all of yours.” She said taking a step back shaking her head. “It’s okay. I have another gallon in here, and I’m going shopping Tuesday. So please take the milf.” I said not realizing. We froze together out on the Khyber Pass,as you kept entertaining my frostbitten ass.Or the time we drove with the diplomat from DoD?That weak moron shit that persistently had to pee?You played many things and many a mellow track...translators now sing Sinatra tunes deep in Iraq.With sunglasses on and shemaghs worn on our gear,you brought us to the Green Zone where we always had a beer.The whole team loved you as we traveled about,no malfunctions nor anything to pout.Remember that time we went. They weren’t beautiful memories, they were memories of anger and hurt. When I took the time to think about it, I realized something. We both went through hell but we did it together. You were there for me all the time. You were my strength, and my courage. Not once did you hesitate. Sherri, that’s why you mean so much to me.’ ‘Jenn, I promise, I’ll never be a ghost. If something happens and we don’t work out, I won’t just walk out your life. I couldn’t do that to you.’ ‘I know, honey.’ We. "Lie still little one, Aunt Jeannie has some things to do. I'll be nearbyand then I'll be back in just a moment." I was too tired, scared and cold toeven ask what she was going to do, but I did peak out the window a few minuteslater. Jeannie was standing a few feet behind the car talking on her cell phone. A moment later, she came to the driver's side rear door and got in. She saton the seat and had me rest my head on her lap. "We have to get you warmed up, little one, before you catch your.