The moon isn’t always red.”I quickly retorted, “Why are you acting as if the moon being red is the only problem here? It’s not even ‘the’ ...moon. It’s just a moon. One of two moons.”Frank just proceeded to wave off my indignance, “Meh. You get used to it. Just accept it as one of the quirks of the dimension, if you will.”That reply didn’t serve to alleviate my concerns even a single bit. But I realised I wouldn’t make much headway in this direction. So, I turned towards Frost and asked him, “Why. John couldn’t see her face.“What’s the matter?” he asked.“I got a fucking essay to do on this story and I can’t concentrate.”“How come?”Sue turned toward John. Her face looked like a mixture of discomfort and pain. “Because I’m on the rag and the Midol isn’t doing a fucking thing about these Goddamned cramps.”“I’m sorry.”Sue turned away from John. He approached her and put his hands on her shoulders. She shrugged him off. He tried again. She groaned a bit, but didn’t push him away again. He. "We had pulled into a BP station to discuss our plan."I agree, but in this weather, they are staying indoors. We could push on up the highway and then over to MacDill Air Force Base. If there is any organized military presence in the area, it's probably there." Why there?" Special Operations Command is based there."We were both silent. I was thinking who might still be alive and calling the shots if we went to MacDill."Do you think we should go there?" Samantha finally asked.Before I could. All the plans we had, you even moved into a bigger place so we could "play" without theinterruptions of neighbors. I often wonder what my life would have been like if I would not have ran away. Would I still be in this lifestyle, or would I have eventually grown sick of it and left. probably not. I remember when we would take Phantom for a walk down the trails and even sometimes down by the water. You would watch your pets play and run around. We would cuddle up on the sand and you would take.