Her hand reached out, grabbing a hold of his shirt. Gabe stared down at her small hand tangled in the fabric of his shirt and then back into her eyes.... They seemed almost too big for her small face now, her pupils slightly dilated as she dealt with the shock of what happened to her. He held open his arms and she went into them, burying her face in his neck and holding on to him as if he were her only lifeline in a world gone mad. ‘It’s okay, Kaylee. You’re safe now. He can’t get to you here.’. Why all these questions? I wanted to go home - and yet she fascinated me. She had produced a bright orange plastic toy pistol. She handed me the pistol. "Shoot me!" What?" I laughed. "Pretend I'm the girl who's stolen your money."I pointed the gun in her direction and pressed the trigger. It just made a little plastic click. She rolled her eyes in despair "That's no fucking good!" she complained. "You've got to aim it properly and hold it firmly, with both hands if necessary, against. The Army had other plans. You know the rest.”“How awful for you.”“No, I missed Cilla terribly, but I have had a decent life. Cilla didn’t and I’m so sorry about that because it ended so soon for her.”“Dan, I don’t think she regrets how it ended. I think she did it to save your child, her mother, and her sister. I believe she had faith that she would accomplish what she set out to do. She would say the same thing today if she could know.”“Ann, can you believe that I feel like I’m the one. ‘No!’ Michael yelled as his hand snaked out and grabbed Tera’s wrist, he pulled her back, swiveling her around, pushing both her and Valerie to the ground. ‘Let….,’ Tera started. And then the air simply became too thin to breath, her words cut off in an instant of pressure and sound. There are stages to an explosion, Tera had experienced them before. People watch on television, the test explosions see the destruction, but being in the middle of it is something you never forget and hope you.