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The quick and easy comment would be, "There may be snow on the roof, but the furnace burns brightly... To go back home again, to a simpler time, what we never realize in our tender years is how the complications stick with us...and remain... To recapture our lost youth...that is the question...

I can't help myself, it would be better than seven bonus chapters....

Just stop kvetching about the prologue and publish it as a bonus chapter, note I said bonus, not boner....

A lot of fancy tech for these boys to use, really liked the body suits... Is Zane a plant to see how this group would deal with the situation he presents, or is he just that thick??? We seemed to work well together through another simulation to go to a near-Earth asteroid, though Zane still wandered and would occasionally try to tell people to do other things. Heath looked at me with a raised eyebrow, and I whispered: "I'll talk with him after class." I didn't want this to turn into a lasting issue, and it was my job now to make sure it didn't. After all, while this is college, it's also a military thing, and there is a chain of command.

Or Bethany likes being bummed...

Theo is stealing my heart... Sawyer looked around the room. Grizzled miners tipped their hats. The shopkeepers he'd protected gave solemn nods. The bartender, a man who had seen it all, raised a glass in his direction. They weren't looking at a Pinkerton agent anymore, a representative of a distant, corrupt power. They were looking at their lawman. "Take it," Theo murmured, nudging him gently. "You're unemployed now, remember? And for the record, I don't work for free. I have expensive tastes. Like... beans that aren't from a can." AS a Federal Deputy Marshal, Sawyer should have put the lawyers in the pokey, emptied out their briefcases, burned their clothes, and send them packing in their union johnny suits. Federal Marshals are higher on the pecking list than Pinkertons...Calmy letting them know they are now under investigation....

How long will they have the company of the marshals? Amen brother... "But five on one?" Levesque tutted, shaking his head in mock disappointment. "That is no longer a disagreement. That is a party. A rather vulgar one. And I do so love to crash a party."

Humm.... "When a shade commando falls from a window, he does not die," Renn said, panting and shaking his clothes. He tried to sound cocky, but his face was ghostly pale. A pair of bloody scratches ringed his neck.

Want to see what is under the Dome!!

Napalm, carpet bombing on F-35s set on autopilot, Agent Orange, and a host of all sorts of things...

Loved this offering, but...what about the boots??? Did or was he able to keep them, or did he launch a new product line and make bazillions of $$$???

I personally would have sent a couple of tactical nukes through each portal on cruise missiles...and then fired off a second and third round to ensure the Orcs stayed comfortably warm..... Be interesting to see how this all wraps up...

What will our current bad boy Zane F'up??? And, not being able to access certain medical records, could be in the end, very problematic....

Nearly halfway done!!!

Thank goodness my first name only has four letters...Phew...the last name might cause me to pass out!!!

Please tell me he will have remedial driving lessons, while there is no cure for impulsive stupidity, I believe Killian's case isn't terminal...yet!!! Razzel Dazzle certainly was one heck of a red herring gone bad.... You have done a great job with this story!!!

Is Åke looking for love in all the wrong places??

Jessy is such a sweet, loving person, if the temple calls, she will do well there, so long as she keeps her sweet nature.... I think we forget, Frank was vehemently opposed to oral sex from Dante, it triggered him, why?

All I got is a stupendous wow...

Oversexed carpenters????

Don't forget the boner either....that's gonna need some healing too....

Jack has to have his own love interest too, before this all ends!!! Yes indeed!!!

Ahhhh....young love....there's nothing quite like it...except maybe for the shrimp bisque...

Scattered pictures of the smile we left behind....

To Jack, Wyatt, and Sonya...RIP