." You surprised me at first, appearing so suddenly like that." If I make you uncomfortable, maybe I should go."Her eyes became misty and her mood sof...tened."Seven years ago my husband and I spent our last evening together here,"The waiter appeared, set Byron's drink before him and walked away without a word."He was owner and captain of a commercial fishing trawler; the 'Aleutian Princess'. He'd spend weeks at sea..."Cynthia's voice broke and tears trickled down her cheeks. She wiped her eyes,. We all got up super early and jumped in the car to head to the lake. The ride, which normally seemed to drag on forever, went by very quickly. Daddy said that they had left two days ago and they’d get here this evening. When we got to the cabin, I ran inside. It was a small place. Two small bedrooms and one bathroom. Most of the time the older folks would give up and go and sleep inside. I always slept in my tent, and sometimes, I slept just in my sleeping bag. But I always slept. Well I've tried to forget what happened next. It isn't worth remembering." All right," I acknowledged solemnly, "I'll leave that alone for a moment. Instead tell me if you've ever heard my name before?" Never," the woman replied without hesitation."Has any one else heard of me?" I asked at all the faces looking up at me. All I got was shaken heads in reply."No one," I stated with a sigh. Then I glanced over at the bastards and scowled. Most of them had the decency of looking away. Disgusted I. The hand belonged to a lanky man with his camouflaged cap on backwards. This man finally laughed and gave the slightly winded man a hard slap on the back. "I'm taking it that this here is your fiancee? I can only hope so, anyway. So, wait, what was your name again?" "Ah, it's *****. You can just call me Val," said the young woman with a light smile. She intertwined her fingers with her lover and looked at him before blushing heavily and turning away from his loving gaze. The other.