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Thank you for sharing this story with us and the incidental history lessons. Enjoyed this very much!

Well…you could have used a tissue alert when this song began…and I never cry at weddings 💒! There's a somebody I'm longing to see I hope that he turns out to be Someone who'll watch over me I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood I know I could always be good To one who'll watch over me So glad to see everyone had a great time and Preston came out looking like a dork…I lost some respect for him….

Once again, we see overconfidence play a huge role in this battle, and the old axiom, keep your friends close and your enemies closer, prove it's truth. As noted, Keborgha was caught in a vice, a starving, fanatical army in front of him and allies who would like nothing better than to see him taken down several pegs...What happened was akin to rats leaving a sinking ship... As to Ishan and his brothers, I personally would like to see the Sultan, in whatever form it will take, retire...and Rashid succumb to his eternal rest... Looking forward to the next...and book 3 of The Watchers....

It is still too early to tell anything about Taggert or any of the new hires. There are so many directions this could go in. If I had to guess, Taggert may/might have been abused either mentally or physically...We don't have enough information to go on, and the scene in the showers backs that up. I see that Ash and Taggert will find themselves working together more frequently, and as a random thought, might we see someone from the outside ranching community show up who knows of Taggert's background?

Neil is at a crossroad, he needs to decide if he is going to use the directional signal and make a turn for the better, or go straight ahead...

It's a terrifying thought if you've never had one.... "And what about after? If we survive. If we actually manage to pull this off. What then?" "I don't know." Lukas looked at the bulkhead, at the dim lights, at the shadows that seemed to press in from every corner. "I've never had an after. I've never planned past the next mission, the next client, the next order. The idea of a future is... new." Is it possible that buried somewhere in Lucas' programming that there is a tracker Rikard can follow??? He engaged the Alcubierre drive. The stars stretched, blurred, and became a tunnel of light as the ship rode the wave and accelerated to FTL speeds. Six hours to Volgograd. Six hours to the mission. Six hours to find out if they were heroes or just very stupid people who had stumbled into something much larger than themselves. This terrifies me... Rikard, the architect of the GN-2 program The master of Polian resurrection techniques. The only man with the GN-3 data/blue prints and samples Who has the utterly terrifying Peligian technology used to enhance the GN-2's to meta-human transcendence. However, all may not be lost if here is a KFC outpost close by...

This weekend serves as a reminder that freedom isn't free and the debt we owe those who not only served, but paid the ultimate sacrifice. To all of those folks, I am eternally grateful. Tomorrow, here in Central Massachusetts, the center of the universe, it will be cold and rainy. The least I can do is to attend the parade and ceremonies. It isn't an imposition to schlep on my hiking boots, raincoat, and remember our veterans.

Well, he may not have been holding a weapon, but he had Bran...

Frank has come a long way, and there is a richness to the depths we are seeing...

Well done, leaving us with plenty to think about...thank you for this!

I sense that the single bed will see a bit of action...

These boys aren't careful; there may be a supernova down in engineering...just sayin....

Ethel Merman had the same problem....

What’s wrong with a little tickle nookie in a life threatening situation? Damn the radiation and drop trow!

Wow…what a chapter…so much going on and wishing Nathan a speedy recovery!

Just think…COSTCO in space, bad enough the Church of New Eden is there! A Denver Megastore." Ēriks's voice was flat. "The corporate hellscape of convenience."

This was such a delightful chapter….

It ain’t over until the…

Once worked as a novice bartender and quickly realized I was much better on the other side of the bar... no kidding... While it isn't retail, as a facility manager for a couple of downtown Boston office buildings that needed to be available year-round for tenants. It was remodeling projects or upgrades to core building systems that would gobble up weekends, including holidays, all scheduled on very tight timelines. I was much happier when an entire floor was to be fitted out for a new tenant or remodeled, the pace was a bit slower until moving folks back in... There were also the various complaints, " Why am I hot/cold"? Or the fire alarms going off because someone overcooked popcorn in the microwave...No, you can't use that space heater under your desk, it won't shut off if tipped, and doesn't have a timer. You have no idea how many times I wanted to ask the complainer if their mother had any children who lived... Or, "I'm only parked in the owner's spot for five minutes". Only to get a call from the owner chewing my ass off, as I am obviously failing at parking lot duties, while managing staff, and dealing with a backed-up toilet. This weekend serves as a reminder that freedom isn't free and the debt we owe those who not only served, but paid the ultimate sacrifice. To all of those folks, I am eternally grateful. Tomorrow, here in Central Massachusetts, the center of the universe, it will be cold and rainy. The least I can do is to attend the parade and ceremonies. It isn't an imposition to schlep on my hiking boots, raincoat, and remember our veterans.

Including @Gary L...I don't think this takes place in a commonwealth country or dependency per the following... “Where to?” “To the Nightingale restaurant, please,” dad said as he slid into the car, taking the back seat beside mom. I took the passenger seat. Since all of us were most likely going to be drinking, no one wanted to be the designated driver, so we ended up calling a taxi. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ I checked my phone again, looking at the time. The restaurant was outside of town, and the road had never seemed longer. The entire drive, my eyes were fixed on the right side of the road, counting the trees that blurred as we zoomed past them. And when I would lose track, I’d start all over again.

I still wonder if there is someone feeding intel to the rouges…with the pack not at full strength they are very vulnerable….

Does Jace have a twin brother?

Thank you for sharing this with us!

Sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction……