I have no idea why I was so sure. But I was certain of it. It was something in the way we connected. It just felt right.Neither of us was in any shape... to drive so we left the Mustang parked in Miller’s parking lot and lurched the four blocks back to my place. I would like to say we shared a night of passion but we both more-or-less passed out. I woke up in the dawn’s-early-light, lying in a puddle of drool.I had slept on the couch. Janet had managed to stagger into my bedroom and was lying face. I have wondered for years how I would have behaved, ahead of time, if I had known you were even thinking about it. Would I have tried to change your mind? Would I have even gone to your room? I've struggled with this issue.In the years that followed, I often tried to call, about once a month, after my workout, to see how you were doing. I always felt your reaction was tentative; uncertain of my intentions and what your new husband might think. I asked you if you wanted me to leave you alone,. She wrapped her arms around me and buried her head on my shoulder before I could say anything. “I’m sorry” she whispered in my ear after sometime. In those few moments my heart took over any common sense I had. I didn’t want to allow her in so she could hurt me again but I loved her. I loved her so much that i blocked out all the things my brain was telling. We went up to my room to have some privacy. I sat on the edge of my bed with my arms crossed and she came and sat next to me and put her. Robby needed something that would hurl the explosives further and Roger could see that it could be made by simple woodworking. Robby thought he had some men who could take my design and have something working in just a few hours. Roger said he would continue working on muskets and explosives as well as ball shot.While Robby and I were walking back to the square, I told him about a ballista which was a large bow mounted on its side on a rack. He said he had experimented with these at Sin Loos.