Fix it. Stan had been raised in the projects, and back in the day, he and Fix were homies. Fix was a diminutive fellow about 5’3′ and smallish in ...stature, ‘small rat’ was a common term used to describe him back then by folks who didn’t know him, those were ‘Famous last words’ for those who thought of Fix in those terms. In spite of his size, Fix was not a man to be trifled with, he had a sharp analytical mind and a great ability to figure a way out of about any kind of trouble. Even the bigger. "Yes," he said."And you wrote the date right there, right?" She pointed to the date of the last update, which was just before his deployment to Iraq."Yup," he said."Then you have a sister," she said, smiling. "But her phone number is no longer in service, according to the call log. Maybe she moved after you deployed. Or at least changed her phone number." Obviously," he said."Well, we can't do anything now. Do you have any correspondence from your sister? Something that might have her address. "Is it that obvious?" She just laughed and pulled me inside. Our lips were on each other before the door was even closed. We walked kicking off our shoes toward the bedroom. She had a huge bed. Perfect I thought. Lots of room to move. We got inside, and she started to un button my shirt. I was glad I put on a cute bra today. She smiled at me as the shirt fell off my shoulders. She then proceeded to pull hers over her head. I reached back and un hooked mine pulling it off, revealing my already. It was to save my City from your kin's revenge. I also know that you married me only to save your life. If you want to leave me, do it now, please. Once you are gone, they may take me back in. They'll scorn me and ridicule me, but that is better than being left behind later in foreign lands." Do you wish to be left behind, Hildburg? I could understand that. I must be hateful to you, seeing what I did to you." I ... I ... don't want to be left behind," she answered, looking down at her.