Gwen just looked at Wendell, trying to decide if he was kidding with her or if there was something more that he was saying or not saying. XXNX Groping and clutching one another. He heard water running into a kettle and then the kettle being set on the stove to heat, so he pressed himself up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed to rise. “One can be lonely in a crowd of people.” She admonished but in a sad sounding voice. He looked up to see the girl smiling and holding a coffee carafe in each hand. Could this be real? Breakfast was quiet and relaxed. She couldn’t even speak, so she simply nodded enthusiastically. During the final week of Wendell’s hitch with the Army, he began moving what little personal items he had from his base quarters to his house in
