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[Moneytalks]

Maisy

As Maisy fills the bath she pours in some liquid that quickly creates a mound of bubbles in the the churning water. The steam in the air fills her lungs with sweet scents. With a sigh she strips naked dropping her pj's and undergarmets to the floor before stepping gingerly into the hot water.

With an audible sigh she sinks into the bubbly water and closes her eyes leaning back and letting the water envelope her. It's incredibly relaxing in there... the lack of sleep finally catches up with her and she dozes.

 

[Yoc]

Frank Jnr

Frank wakes up.

Yawning, he stretches himself on his bed.

Hmmm! The day's bright. I can tell you that! he thinks, looking at the window.

He thinks back to last night and remembers what Deak told him.

However, like most things after a good night's sleep, it seems less grave, less concerning.

Besides. Most guys going away to fight have gals waiting for them. Why shouldn't Maisy if that what she wants?

The doubts start to creep in but suddenly he remembers that he is supposedly to be meeting her this morning.

Glancing at his clock, he sees that it's 8.30.

Shit! He supposed to run an errand of his mom before meeting Maisy at 10.

Getting out of bed, he rushes off to the bathroom.

 

[HippieChick]

Hermann Weiler

Once I had gotten far enough from that cursed prison, I came across an apartment building. A window on the fourth floor was sitting open. No one was within sight of the alley, so I climbed the fire escape. I needed some real food and a hostage. It was early enough that everyone should be asleep, and I figured that I would be able to slip in quietly enough not to wake anyone immediately.

As I slipped in through the window, I managed to narrowly avoid burning my hand on the radiator. It was a woman's apartment, aparently a single woman. I walked as silently as I could manage towards the bedroom door, which was wide open. My gun entered the room first, followed quickly by myself.

The room was empty. The sheets on the bed were ruffled and looked like they'd been that way a while. The place wasn't exactly messy, but it certainly lacked refinement. A quick search through the apartment revealed that there was indeed no one home.

Chewing on a few slices of bread, I began looking through her stuff. I managed to deduce that her name was Sophie Kelly, and she appeared to be an attractive young woman. She would certainly be in for a surprise when she got home.

 

[Moneytalks]

Mrs Taylor

The phone rings and Marie Taylor quickly wipes her hands on her apron and hurries out into the hallway to answer it.

"Hello, Taylor residence..."
"Hiya hon'!"
"Oh Edward!" Her husband!
He chuckles at her excitement to hear from him.
"How are the kids?" He asks.
"Oh they're fine darling... Deak has been an absolute angel... I think Maisy and Frank are going out for the day... and there is the dance tonight... I've been so looking forward to going with you." She smiles lovingly.
"Oh... damn... honey... I'm sorry..."
Marie's smile falters.
"W... why?"
"You see sweetheart... it's... oh... wow... I completely forgot about the dance... that's partly why I'm calling... listen the army has me going on board the Quincy tonight... I have to consult with the engineers there and make sure they've made the necessary adjustments..." his voice trails off...
Marie bites down on her lower lip trying not to give into her sadness.
"I... it's okay Edward... I... I understand... I mean..." she forces a smile into her voice... "it's not like this will be the last dance right? I... I'm sure there will be another one soon... don't... don't worry about it."
"Marie... you're a rock darling... I knew you'd understand... give my love to the kids... and of course... I want you to know... I love you..."
"I love you too Edward... so... you'll be back... tomorrow?" She asks hopefully.
"I'm not sure Marie... perhaps... we'll see... I'll let you know as soon as I do okay? Look... I've got to run... I'll try and call you again tomorrow okay? Love you!" Dial tone.
Marie sighs dejectedly as she lets the phone rest back in the cradle. Forcing herself to get over her disappointment she returns to the kitchen and finishes making breakfast.

 

[Moneytalks]

Maisy

The smell of bacon, eggs and toast wakes up Maisy from her light dozing. She sighs happily thinking of the day ahead and quickly gets out of the bath drying herself and wrapped in a big fluffly towel she gathers up her pj's from the floor and pads out into the hallway and to her bedroom.

Closing the door behind her she let's the towel and clothes drop to the floor there and finds a pretty outfit to wear for her day out with Frank. She brushes out her golden blonde hair and decides to put it up to keep it away from her face. She pulls it back into ponytail and looks herself over critically.

She decides she looks okay, and dabs just a hint of her favorite perfume behind each ear. She dabs a little gloss to her lips to moisturise them and then turns to pick up the towel and fallen clothes. She rushes downstairs and dumps the dirty stuff in the laundry basket and the follows the scent of breakfast into the kitchen.

"I'm feeling HEAPS more rested mom!" She says chirpily, not noticing her mother's sadness at all. As is common with the young, she's too excited to notice much of anything. She pours herself a glass of orange juice and sits down to each the breakfast her mother made.

"So mum... what time is dad going to be home tonight?" Maisy asks.
There is a pause and Maisy looks up from buttering her toast.
"Mum?"
"Oh Maisy... I... I just got a call..." Mrs Taylor shrugs.
"Oh Mom... I'm so sorry... not again..." Maisy sympathises.
Mrs Taylor smiles ruefully.
"Well... it can't be helped... I should be gratefully he's not going off to war... as it is... his expertise as their technical consultant is simply demanding on his time... not his very life..."
"I know mom... but.... you were so looking forward to tonight... hey... you can come with me and Frank mom... I'm sure he wouldn't mind!" She smiles.
"No... Maisy no... I don't want to be the third wheel... really it's okay..."
"Oh mum... I wouldn't have asked if I thought you'd be a third wheel... besides you'll know heaps of people at the dance... you need to get out more mom..."
"Don't worry about me Maisy..." Marie laughs at her daughter's mothering of her, "I'll be fine... you just go out and have a good time today with your man you hear?"
Maisy grins at the very thought of Frank and she chomps down on her toast with relish.
"I'm so excited... did I tell you his mom lent him the car?" She bounces in her chair almost unable to contain herself. She pushes around the eggs and bacon on her plate but is too excited to eat it.

 

[ariosto]

Commercial break,,,

OOC...I beg a small hiatus while Sophie and Nels do their 'thing'. Sophie is a key to the next days
adventure.
Thanks, Ari.

PS Well c'mon Angel and Wolf, we're all watching you!

 

[Yoc]

Deak

Deak wakes up to the smell of frying bacon.

It's not morning already?

Reaching into his jacket, he pulls out his packet of cigarettes. Looking inside, there is only one left.

Need to get some more today.

Lighting up, he enhales deeply.

That's better!

He doesn't like mornings, preferring nights to days. At least he feels better after a smoke. Though he knows that 'Mom' doesn't like it.

He smiles to himself.

All he has to do is go on about his hard life before coming here and she relents with a 'it is not good for you, you know' speech. A right easy touch.

Finishing off the cigarette, he stomps out in an ashtray he has hidden and gets up.

Damn! Another morning wood!

He can't believe that he last got laid was with the Charlotte girl.

Was it 6th months ago?

Too long!

He thought about playing with himself but just couldn't be bothered. Instead, he goes and gets washed instead.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Sophie Kelly

Maybe it was because of the lack of promises, love and hope, but I began to think about "him" and all the pain. Fruatration and anguish rear its ugly head inside of me. I feel the need to punish and destroy and yet forget.

Nels isn't the object of my scorn, but I will use his body to wash away the thoughts plaguing me. Burying my nails deep into his flesh I urgently push up and down on his shoulders. I ram myself up and down the length of him, rapidly and forcefully. I hear his moans of pain and pleasure. Like a wild animal needing to be released from her cage, I slam up and down his hardened cock! I flail my head back and forth, releasing the anger and sexual tension.

Hearing his scremas of mutual release, the orgasms courses through my body. Our juices flow together mixed for the time deep inside of me and flows down the length of him, settling on his balls.

I dismount from him quickly and slowly redress myself. "Thanks for the good time, GI!" The sun peaks over the distant horizon while he puts his own clothes back on.

"Looks like the fun has ended." I open the door and exit the car. The walk home should refresh my body and I need the time alone to gather my thoughts.


OOC: sorry to rush through this SW but I do not want to hold up the action of the others!

 

[faith]

maggie

She looks around the apartment trying to see it through the eyes of others. Elegant was how she'd heard it described. Cold was all she felt. No honest laughter had ever been found here. Once upon a time she'd had dreams of making it into a home with Andrew. That was before she'd found out the truth. To Andrew she was nothing more than a construction investment. A little patch of cement to join the fortunes. What a joke on Andrew and her father. God, she'd been such a fool back then. Given up so much and now this...


news paper headline page 8:
SINCLAIR INDUSTRIES UNDER INVESTIGATION

An anonymous source has reported that Andrew Sinclair, owner and CEO of Sinclair Industies, a leader in the aviation industry is under investigation. Sources tell this reporter that his holding in companys in Europe include a factory in Germany........


She needed to talk to someone but who??? If John would see her but the way they'd parted...It was a life time ago, half a world away, but the pain still ate at her soul...Could she face him and not ask what had happened to the child. She'd seen Andrew with that man...how could she not?


Picking up the phone she dialed...

 

[Yoc]

Frank Jnr

With minutes to spare, Frank pulls up in front of Maisy's house and hits the horn.

 

[SexyChele]

Claire

I wake with a bit of a start and quickly look at the clock. 6:30! Gramps will be up shortly, wanting his breakfast. I roll over and begin to doze again, but I know the old man well enough that if I'm not there to fix breakfast, that he will sit with his stomach rumbling.

I quickly slip on a pair of shorts and a sleeveless blouse, and run a brush through my hair until it shines. Hurrying to the kitchen, I can hear Gramps already stirring, already getting dressed.

I talk out the things for breakfast and begin to fix the eggs and sausage, and make fresh coffee. I love this time in the morning. I usually can delve into my own thoughts for a change, and my mind starts to think about the dance that evening....and about Thor -

I hear a noise from upstairs, and realize that Jack must be awake as well.

 

[HippieChick]

Hermann Weiler

I had no idea when she would be home, and I was quite exhausted, so I decided to set things up so that I could get a little sleep.

I found the most easily breakable thing in the house, a flower vase, and stuck it on the rickety plant stand right in front of the door. When someone came home, the door would hit it and knock it over, making a really loud noise and providing me with the distraction and time I would need to be ready.

I lay down on the bed, fully clothed. I placed the gun under the pillow and shut my eyes. She probably wouldn't be home until that afternoon.

 

[ariosto]

Jack rushes down the stairs and bursts into the kitchen.
"Damn I'm late!"

Claire looks at her watch.
"Yep, you sure are. May as well have some breakfast."

His eyes light up when he sees the eggs.
"Oh m'gosh, what's the occasion."
"I traded some points with another girl, gramps likes his eggs and she needed some extra milk for her kid."

"Claire you gotta heart of gold."
Jack forked a mouthfull of scrambled eggs and looked at her.

"Where were you last night! I thought you were living the life of a nun waiting for whatshisname"

She flushed and glared at him.
"Don't talk with your mouthfull Jack Becker and you HAD better get to work right now."

With a wink and a peck on her pretty cheek he was out the door and hurrying to the bus stop.

 

[ariosto]

John had kissed her in the predawn light. Gently so as not to wake her. He knew the house was full of Bette's sleeping children and for a variety of reasons he didn't want any of them to know of this.
Just before drowsing off to sleep, his hand caressing the soft fullness of her breasts, they'd made arrangements to meet at the Club for lunch day after tomorrow and Carmody had half a mind to see if she'd accompany him to Providence next week for...No, no Toni would need to go to that meeting.
Well somewhere else, sometime soon.

As he slipped from the room he paid his respects to Frank whose photo looked at him accusingly from the dresser.
"You'd have done the same old man", He said to himself.
"You'd have done the same."

Toni lay in bed and listened to him trying to be so quiet as he tip toed down the stairs. She thought for a moment of stopping him, telling him she knew but no, she'd wait for her Mother to say something when the time was right.

John had left a note on Bette's pillow and it greeted her when she woke up an hour later.

"Bette, time has not stilled nor even slowed your passion.
You are still the girl I met that night behind the stadium. No, one thing has changed. You're much better looking now!
I'll see you at lunch tomorrow and I thank you very kindly.'
Love, John"

"Imagine that", she thought, he's thanking ME!"

 

[Moneytalks]

Maisy

Maisy hears the horn and looks out her window to see Frank downstairs in his mother's car. She waves at him through the window and grabs up her bag with all her womanly essentials in it. A huge smile on her face as she leaves her bedroom.

She bumps into Deak on his way to the bathroom and gives him an impulsive hug as if unable to contain her happiness.

"Mornin' Deak!" She sings out giving him a squeeze. Her nose wrinkles at the smell of tobacco but she quickly recovers and waves to him as she skips down the stairs, her ponytail bobbing behind her.

"See ya Mom!" She runs up to her mother and gives her a squeeze also. Marie laughs and hugs her daughter back.

"Have a good time luv!" She manages to call out as Maisy runs out of the house eagerly. Her eyes bright with the promise of a warm Summer's day and the company of the man she loves.

"Hello there handsome..." she strikes a pretty pose as she reaches the car.
"You looking for someone?" She grins at him coquetishly.

"Yeah beautiful... would you be someone?" He asks right back.

"I don't know darlin'... but I'd like to be!" She giggles finally unable to continue with the act.

"OH Frankie... I'm so excited... look at the weather... it's going to be a beautiful day!" She slips into the passenger seat and scoots over to give him a warm kiss on the lips and a hug, before throwing her bag easily into the back seat.

"Where are we going?" She asks him, nearly bouncing in the seat next to him trying to contain her excitement.

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Bette

After reading John’s note, Bette closed her eyes and sighed deeply, fighting the urge to giggle. So typical of John, she thought. He makes my dream come true and then he thanks me. God, I love him so.

She pressed John’s note tightly to her bosom, as if she could transfer his sweet words directly into her heart. After a moment she opened her eyes and looked at the note. She read it again, and then once more. Her eyes lingered on the signature: “Love, John.”

“Love, John”! The two words made her feel a little giddy, and she had to put the paper aside before she lost all control of her emotions. But she would keep it, oh yes. She would put it in her drawer so that she could take it out and read it from time to time. She rose from the bed, slipped on her robe, and walked over to the dresser, careful not to look up at the framed photo of Frank.

Bette opened the drawer and tucked the note inside, beneath a pile of underwear. No one would think to look in there. As she slid the drawer closed, her gaze drifted up to the top of the dresser, and she saw Frank’s handsome face staring back at her. Suddenly her contentment paled, and she felt a little guilty about what she and John had done. She felt overwhelmed by a sudden, irresistible need to explain herself.

Carefully she took down the picture and held it in her hands. “Don’t condemn me for what happened last night,” she said. She kept her voice down – she didn’t know if the kids were up yet, but she didn’t want them thinking their mother had lost her marbles and started talking to herself. “Please don’t condemn me, Frank.” She caressed the picture.

Frank stared back at her. She couldn’t tell if his expression accused or excused her.

Bette sighed. “I’m sorry if it looks like I’m trying to forget you. I’m not, I swear. I’ll never forget you, Frank. It’s just … I’ve always hated being alone. You know that.”

The picture blurred as tears welled in her eyes. She swiped at them with the sleeve of her robe, then quickly returned the picture to its spot on top of the dresser. She cleared her throat and with an effort pushed the melancholy feelings away. It was time to get dressed. This was going to be another busy day, and she couldn't afford to waste time moping around.

But still … she couldn't resist opening the drawer and taking one last quick peek at the note. One peek was all it took to bring her smile back.

 

[faith]

Andrew...

As Maggie sits on balcony sipping her morning tea, she over hears Andrew's phone conversation:

"Listen Barb, clear all my appointments for the day...."

"No, I don't care who it is. Just re-schedule everyone."

"Yes, I'll be in tomarrow."

Andrew hangs up, and walks out the door never having acknowledged Maggie, even though he could clearly see where she sat.

Maggie sighs with relief.

She has to go shopping to buy a dress for the USO party tonight. And still has to try and contact John again later...the line was busy

 

[Yoc]

Frank Jnr

"Where are we going?" She asks him, nearly bouncing in the seat next to him trying to contain her excitement.

He smiles at her enthusiasm.

"Ah! That's a secret." he replies, keeping his face deadpan.

Turning the ignition, he puts the car into first and pulls away...

 

[Yoc]

Deak

By the time he comes out of the bathroom, Maisy is long gone.

With only a towel around his waist, he goes back into his bedroom.

He starts to put on his pants when he hears footsteps.

Knowing Maisy is out, it can only be his stepmother.

"Deacon! I am just going into your bedroom to get the dirty washing!" she shouts.

She must think he's still in the bathroom.

An evil grin appears on his face.

Quickly taking off his pants, he goes a corner of his room so that she will not immediately see him when she enters. Stroking himself to full erection, he waits for her to come in.

A moment, she does and makes for the disgarded pants that he taken off the night before.

"Mom?" he cries out in mock embarrassment, though doing nothing to cover himself.

On hearing Deak's voice, Marie Taylor turns and is immediately confronted by her naked stepson.

Deak sees her face go completely red as she just stands there for a moment staring. Then apologising, she rushes out the room.

Grinning, he starts dressing...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Toni Moore

The alarm woke Toni with a loud clangggggggg just around eight. Slipping into a skirt and blouse, she slipped her shoes on and went downstairs and out the door. She'd make coffee when she got to work.

It was a beautiful summer morning as Toni walked the two blocks to her job. She rarely drove there anymore. Walking gave her time to think and plan her day. This morning however, her thoughts turned repeatedly to Jack Becker.

God, she was crazy about him. Don't forget Johnny Bell and what happened there, Antonia Moore, she reminded herself. But Jack is DIFFERENT. You thought Johnny was different, too. That's it! I refuse to discuss this any further! She chuckled aloud as she entered the Office of Volunteer Services on the corner of Dewey and East Broad.

John Carmody was sitting behind the desk in his office shuffling through stacks of paperwork. He looked up as she came through the door. "Morning, Toni Girl! Sleep well?" Her back was turned to him as she grinned and replied, "Sure did. How 'bout you?" John wondered just how much Toni knew or if she knew anything at all. "Er.. Great! How long til that stuff you're making turns into coffee?"

Toni busied herself setting up the coffeepot on the little hot plate they kept in the office. "Won't be but a few minutes. Patience, Old Man."

"Hey! Who you calling old? Why I can remember when you were still in diapers," he retorted. "Exactly," Toni said with a huge grin. "Now hush your complaining, I have work to do."

As she sat down at her desk, she sent a paper airplane sailing across the room into the inner office. John laughed as he picked it up and unfolded it. On it was a list of things that were 'on the agenda' for the day. "Can't work til I have coffee."

Toni poured two cups and carried one into her boss. "Here you are. No excuses now." John peered at her over the top of his cup as the sound of two longs and a short indicated someone was calling. "No, no. I'll get it," Toni said as she went out to her desk and picked up the receiver. "Good morning. Office of Volunteer Services. Toni Moore speaking. How may I help you?"

Her heart leapt and a warm flush ran over her as the voice on the other end whispered, "Well, Miss Moore, you can begin by meeting me for lunch at the diner. I'd like to talk about continuing what you started last night."

"What <b>I</b> started, Mr. Becker? I beg your pardon, but I seem to remember things a little differently." Jack laughed. "Well, I plan to give you plenty of chances to remember it the RIGHT way, Miss Moore. How's noon sound?"

"Noon's fine, Jack. See you then?" "Sure, Baby. Til then." As they hung up, Toni leaned back in her chair and lit up a cigarette. Three more hours! An eternity. "Hey, John? I'm going out to lunch today. Just so you know you're on your own."

"Yeah, yeah. Leave an old guy to starve to death while you go gallavanting. I'll survive. Maybe." Toni shook her head as she picked up the phone again. She had to call Jay Huston in the City to make sure he hadn't forgotten that his band was playing at the dance.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Sophie Kelly

The cool night air is blowing against my face, a gentle breeze that refreshes me, body and soul. Flashbacks fill my thoughts. I think about the way everything happened all those years ago. Someday I will exact my revenge but not for a while yet. Shaking my head I turn to better memories. The scene from his car comes to mind. Nels is definitley an outstanding lover, one that deserves another round.

Fishing through my purse, my fingers find the key to my apartment. Gracefully I climb the steps to my small abode. I hear nothing out of the ordinary and yet there he is standing next to me.

"Andrew!! Damnit you startled me!"

"Look Sophie we need to talk!!"

"Now is not exactly a good time, Andrew. I think we said everything that needed to be siad," I instist in a firm voice.

Leaning into me he whispers, "I think you want to talk to me. If you don't I will let everyone know your dirty little secret and who it was that caused your grief."

Knowing that Andrew is a vile human being and he would follow through with his threats, I place the key in the lock. I hear something fall and break but I do not think much about it since I am still thinking about his words.

"Hurry up and lets get this fucking meeting over with. I have things to do and they don't include you!"

"Listen up you worthless little Slut! You owe me, Bitch!" His last words punctuated by his hands grabbing my hair and roughly pulling my head back.

"Take your filthy hands off of me, you son of a bitch!"

His piercing laugh precedes his next words. "Filthy hands? Look who's talking! You didn't mind my hands on you before." His fingers trace my lips as the cold chills run over me. I cringe at his touch, wanting the moment to end. When his finger makes another path along my mouth, I open my mouth and bite down hard. The back of his hand makes a violent connection to my right cheek.

"Whore!" He shouts as I feel the burning sensation rippling through my face. I fall to the floor. Looking up at him I refuse to show the fear I feel for him at that exact moment. I don't realize what happens next until I see the hulking figure pouncing on Andrew.

 

[HippieChick]

Hermann Weiler

Hermann woke to the crash of the vase, just as planned. In an instant he was on his feet with the stolen gun in his hand. At first, he remained within the bedroom, hiding next to the door, waiting for her to enter.

But he heard two voices. It sounded like an argument, and a heated one at that. Peeking around the corner, he caught a glimpse of a man pulling a girl by the hair. I recognized her from one of the pictures on the wall.

I had started with every intention of taking her hostage to suit my own needs, but seeing this man's actions still made my blood boil. My sense of injustice was screaming at me to act. It was the thought that he might see me and run off to report me in that finally convinced me to act on those convictions.

I ran up behind him as he threw her to the ground and planted a solid kick to the side of his rib cage, knockng him to the ground and pushing him away from the door, which I slammed shut as I lifted my gun and pointed it at his head.

"Don't move, you shithead." My sparse English included many insults, but with my accent there was no doubt that he knew exactly who I was.

The man rolled over and looked up at me in shock, clutching his side. "Holy shit!"

"And don't talk loudly either. If either of you attempts to draw attention to yourself..." With that, he glanced at Sophie harshly enough to make her flinch. "...I will shoot you. It's death to me if I get caught so know that I am that desperate."

 

[SexyChele]

Claire

I smile at Jack's quick kiss, and go back to making eggs for Gramps. Yes, truly lucky to get this many eggs, even if I did have to give up the milk. I look out the back window to the "Victory" Garden I planted just a few weeks earlier. Things are starting to sprout and soon we will be growing our own vegetables. That is if I ever get the time to weed it!

"Claire! There you are! Mmm-Mmmm something smells awfully good! Are those eggs?"

"Yup! And plenty of them, too. Let me get you breakfast."

I quickly put the eggs and toast in front of him, then pour his juice and coffee.

"I saw you looking out at the garden, don't worry about the weeds, I'll take care of it in the next day or so. I did notice you must have come in rather late last night. Jack and I were up until well after 1 AM, young lady, and you were not home."

I blush at his words. I never could keep a secret from him, and he knew it.

"Well, I met a man, a Colonel at the base. We got to talking, and well, sort of lost track of time."

"Hmm....lost track of time, eh? And what about Jeremy?"

"Oh, Gramps! Jeremy is still my fiancee."

Instead of answering, he grunted. I looked up at the clock, and realized I needed to leave shortly. Asking Gramps to do the dishes, I hurried upstairs and changed into a simple dress, before running downstairs and jumping into the car.

I parked in the alley behind the diner, and rushed inside where I changed in to my uniform. Coming out from the back, I noticed the crowd had not yet come in. But soon, I shall be very busy - and very happy!

 

[ariosto]

Shortly after Carmody got to work he heard the sirens of a number of police cars in the street. Old habits die hard and in a minute he was on the phone to the FreePress. Earl Benner the City editor gave him news of the German's escape. He immediately called Bette and told her to stay at home if at all possible.
Shortly after nine when Toni walked in looking fresh as a daisy and with a sly look on her face. After their usual morning banter and Carmody's two stiff cups of coffee, he gave her a hug and asked her to watch the office, he was going over to the police station to see what had happened.
He put on his hat and grabbed an umbrella, it had already started to drizzle. He was at the door and thought of something else to ask Toni to do. When he turned she still had that sly knowing grin on her face.

Could she know?...he'd been awfully carefull. Well so what by damn

"There's a list in my drawer, two hundred and fourty four families that have said they'll invite a Quincy boy to dinner tonight. need 'em verified. Get on it."

That'll keep her mind from wandering...

But Toni still was smiling as she picked up the phone to call;
Abernathy, James M.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Sophie Kelly

Soon I am staring into the steel barrel of his gun. His accent is German and I wonder for a moment if we have been invaded. Shaking my head I realize that's impossible. If we have been invaded I would have surely seen other Nazis during my walk home.

"Look, Mister," I say in my sweetest voice cause I have no beef with this guy. The war is being fought by those who actually give a damn. I just care about having fun with a few GI's passing through this crummy town, hoping maybe one will take me away from the God awful place.

"You probably saved me from a terrible beating! I know cause he's done it before," my head nodding towards Andrew laying as still as possible on my foyer tile. "I swear I will do you no harm. If ya don't believe me, ya can tie me up," I say while I extend my delicate wrists up to him.