{"id":11,"date":"2008-03-11T09:24:48","date_gmt":"2008-03-11T14:24:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=11"},"modified":"2009-04-18T00:38:42","modified_gmt":"2009-04-18T04:38:42","slug":"vong-war-annals-weeks-of-22408-3308","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=11","title":{"rendered":"Vong War annals – weeks of 2.24.08-3.3.08"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHow does it look?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Robyn sighed, hanging up her jacket on the rack by the door, avoiding her husband\u2019s gaze for a moment.\u00a0 He\u2019d been waiting for her\u2014she was late getting in.\u00a0 She shook her head slowly, finally looking at him.\u00a0 \u201cOur defenses can\u2019t stand up to an assault like the one against Xenen.\u00a0 They just won\u2019t handle it.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 William Scarlett, governor of Conceli VIII, winced visibly.\u00a0 \u201cWhat can we do about that?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She shook her head.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u00a0 Request a detachment of NRM forces, I guess, to keep an eye out for trouble.\u00a0 Get our evac plans in order.\u00a0 The military-grade reports that are being disseminated\u2026\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ve seen them.\u00a0 I know it\u2019s bad.\u201d\u00a0 He reached for her, caught her elbow and drew her against him in a hug.\u00a0 \u201cI think we need to talk about what we\u2019ve been avoiding talking about.\u201d\u00a0 Rough fingertips caught in her hair.\u00a0 Robyn winced.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou mean about the offer Admiral Bridger put on the table.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Wil nodded, pulling back to look at her.\u00a0 \u201cI can\u2019t leave.\u00a0 The public elected me to this office, and I\u2019m going to see this through.\u00a0 But you, and the kids\u2026if our defenses are as bad as you\u2019re saying they are, I\u2019d feel better if you went back to Xenen and took them with you.\u00a0 Ask for your Major\u2019s bars back and go.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWil\u2026\u201d\u00a0 She cradled his cheeks in her hands.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t want to leave you here alone.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The sound of their four-month-old son fussing came over the baby monitor that was clipped to the governor\u2019s back pocket.\u00a0 The smile that crossed Wil\u2019s face was wry, almost sad, as he pulled the monitor from its clip and held it up between them.\u00a0 \u201cThis is what matters, Robyn.\u00a0 Not what you and I want.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She sighed and pressed her forehead against his shoulder, wrapping her hand over his around the monitor.\u00a0 \u201cYou know, I thought we fought that war so we could finally be happy.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWe had happy for a little while.\u201d\u00a0 He hugged her close for a moment before letting go.\u00a0 \u201cNow it\u2019s time to make sure our kids can have happy.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cSpeaking of\u2026\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He dropped a kiss on her forehead and nodded.\u00a0 \u201cHe probably just needs to be changed.\u00a0 I\u2019ll take care of it.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll come with you.\u00a0 Just to assist.\u201d\u00a0 Her voice was mock-serious.\u00a0 He laughed.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAssist.\u00a0 Right.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Her fingertips traced a faint scar along his jaw as he started to turn.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re sure you want me to do it?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Wil smiled weakly.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m sure the enemy isn\u2019t going to give me a choice.\u00a0 Ask for your bars back and we\u2019ll figure the rest from there, huh?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019ll be down a military advisor.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll tap your dad.\u00a0 We\u2019ll be fine.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Robyn winced.\u00a0 \u201cUntil they come.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Yeah.\u00a0 Until they come.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0~ Erin<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Blood. Pain. Death.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But none of it his.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 His was to look on and gloat, for it was for him to look on and enjoy the handiwork of the one who had caused it, who had bled out the alien blood of his enemies \u2013 Trevvik Wyler.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Vong lay about him, clawing and raging, their screams and howls and agony melodic in his ears as they drowned out the cries of his niece until they faded into oblivion.\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Their death throes were peculiarly entertaining. The scent of their blood that hung in the air and stung his nostrils was to him a pleasing aroma.\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 High on the adrenaline coursing through his veins, it felt as though he floated above it all. Eyes wild, he grinned, he laughed, while blood was slung in great drops from his knife, splattering artfully across the floor as he swung and slashed, creating graceful arcs on whitewashed ceiling and walls until it appeared that he stood in the negative image of a starfield.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Revenge was sweet – as sweet as the blood staining his knife. Taken by bloodlust, he wanted more. He looked around for another victim, but he had finished them all. There was more, there had to be more! He had to find them, hunt them out, to revel in their suffering before dealing the deathblow that would send them to the arms of their gods.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Raising a cry of frustration and anger, he raised the giant blade and plunged it deep into his synthetic arm.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Trevvik awakened with a start. Sitting up, the pale blue light from the Zehdek moon filtering through his window soothed his nightmare away in the quiet reality of the Atadian night. Rising above the sensation of sheets wet with his own sweat and the dryness of his mouth that reached back into his throat so that he thought he would choke before he could toss something down, was the throbbing pain shooting through his new arm.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Knowing sleep would elude him for the remainder of the night, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and rose to cross the room, the footfall of his bare feet on the stone floor loud in the vacuum-like silence of the sleeping world, and gaze out the window left open to the coolness of the night. Sitting on the sill, he examined the arm in the moonlight, rubbing his arm and flexing his hand until the pain subsided. Nothing to be worried about, he\u2019d been told. Didn\u2019t make him feel any better.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He scowled over the landscape of broadleaf treetops barely stirred by the night breezes, at the silence punctuated intermittently by some distant nocturnal bird. It was too quiet here, too restful, too far removed from the blood he needed to shed. He\u2019d already decided even before an old crony contacted him the day before that he could no longer wait for them to come to him \u2013 the pirate comrade and former captain had only confirmed the need that had been building in his darkened soul.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Raiders were being reassembled, was the word, but with a bounty of a different kind in mind, and Trevvik the Vongslayer was needed in their quest \u2013 the collecting of Vong hides.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Trevvik grinned vilely at the all-too-serene scene spread before him. That\u2019s what he\u2019d come to be known as: Vongslayer. The story related him of the exploits that had cost him his arm and a Vong warrior his life had grown far beyond a shadow of the truth, but that was irrelevant. His smile fell and again he glowered into the night as he considered the motley crew of bitter and vengeful beings gathering from the corners of the galaxy, likeminded to one purpose; if they didn\u2019t end up killing each other, then the Vong had cause to look over their shoulder.\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 How he himself had been located, he didn\u2019t know, didn\u2019t care. The point was, they\u2019d found him, with an offer to fill the need for the lust for alien blood that had come to haunt his dreams and every thought of late, a need that should he fail to pursue it, would drive him out of his mind.<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The next day, in the last hour before the sun lifted over the horizon, he was caught before he could accomplish the sneaky getaway he\u2019d hoped for.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Janet Skyy stood at the foot of the Malady\u2019s landing ramp as he strode down it for a hasty inspection to see how the patched hull was holding out. Stern look in her eye, she held up the datadisc he\u2019d left on the desk of her study.\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou have to get up pretty early to pull one over on me, Captain Wyler.\u201d
\n\u00a0He\u2019d forgotten what an early riser his sister-in-law was. Cocking a grin at her, he raised his hands in surrender. \u201cBusted.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI guess it\u2019d be a silly thing to say that you can\u2019t be serious about this,\u201d she said, observing that he was on the verge of taking off. \u201cBut I think before I accept your resignation,\u201d she said, again lofting the disc, \u201cI deserve an answer as to why.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIf I don\u2019t obey the itch to get going, I\u2019ll go plumb crazy. Me\u2026crazy\u2026not good.\u201d
\n\u00a0Janet folded her arms, giving him that look that said \u2018that\u2019s not good enough.\u2019 \u201cAtadian air not agree with you?\u201d she said as though offended.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cIt is all rather\u2026monotonous.\u201d He chuckled at his half-joke, then when it was apparent that she still wasn\u2019t satisfied, his face drew a rare look of solemnity as he leveled with her. \u201cThey took Asya \u2013 on my watch. They gave me this,\u201d he said, pinching his new arm. \u201cI\u2019ve watched as they destroyed lives and heard of the worlds they\u2019ve taken. I can\u2019t stand by and let that pass.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cBut we\u2019re not going to,\u201d she protested. \u201cWe\u2019ll be returning to Xenen after Mark overhauls the comm unit. Go back with us.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0He shook his head vigorously. \u201cNo, no, no\u2026not their way. I can\u2019t abide the thought of politicians playing armchair soldier, telling us how we can and can\u2019t fight, when people are dying; to have people far and removed controlling when and how we are to engage.\u201d Janet hid a smile at the remembrance of how he\u2019d struggled and disagreed and sometimes outright fought with his superiors over the years; what was ironic was that often he was right \u2013 unconventional and unorthodox, maybe, but right. \u201cThere\u2019s too much at stake, the galaxy is in too much trouble, to put up with that\u2026you know this is going to happen. I can\u2019t go through all that again. I\u2019ve gotta be free to do things my own way.\u201d\u00a0
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Janet gave him a long look in the eye when she realized where he was going.\u00a0 \u201cI wish you\u2019d reconsider.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u201cI\u2019m sorry. My mind\u2019s made up. I\u2019m going,\u201d he added, reaching out to flick the datadisc with his fingernail, \u201cone way or another.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Recognizing that they were really and truly going to lose him and there was nothing she could do about it, she sighed and gave him as much of a smile as she could muster. \u201cI can\u2019t believe you\u2019d just bug out on us without so much as a goodbye.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cWell, you know\u2026I\u2019m not too good at goodbyes,\u201d he said, scratching the back of his shaven head while color rose to his cheeks.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cIf you\u2019re tough enough to take on the Vong, you\u2019re tough enough to go back in the house and talk to your brother before you go.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cNah,\u201d he insisted. \u201cI\u2026I\u2019ve really gotta get going.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cNope. You\u2019ve got something to do first.\u201d It was her turn to give the disc a tap. \u201cWhat, you want to get busted for going AWOL or something? How about dereliction of duty?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Pursing his lips, he let out a sigh of resignation. \u201cThat sounds awfully like an order.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u201cIt may be the last one I ever give you, but yeah. It is.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Clicking his heels together, he snapped a smart salute. \u201cAye, General!\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201cYou\u2019re not fooling anyone, you old pirate. You never did.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Returning to his usual self, he cocked a brow. \u201cAye.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201c:)
\nSkyy
\n\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cSo is there some sort of officer\u2019s ball you forgot to tell me about?\u00a0 You\u2019re lucky Mikey and I packed our dress uniforms.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy blinked, turning as she tugged her shirt straight.\u00a0 \u201cHuh?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cMary said something about a dress, didn\u2019t she?\u00a0 When she was yelling for you?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOh!\u201d\u00a0 She laughed a little, shaking her head.\u00a0 \u201cNo, no officer\u2019s balls.\u00a0 A wedding.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mike blinked, pulling his pants back on.\u00a0 \u201cA wedding, huh?\u00a0 Who\u2019s getting hitched now?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u2026he drinks too much.\u00a0 How else would he lose this many brain cells?<\/em>\u00a0 \u201cShe and Cay are getting married, Mike.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 His eyes bugged a moment and he sat down on the edge of the bed.\u00a0 \u201cNow?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIn a few days.\u00a0 She wanted you to be here for it.\u201d\u00a0 She swept her hair up into a tail, ignoring the few wisps that refused to behave.\u00a0 \u201cThere\u2019s a war on.\u00a0 Can you blame her?\u00a0 She might not get the chance if she doesn\u2019t do it now.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDerik will be there.\u201d\u00a0 It wasn\u2019t a question.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy nodded slowly.\u00a0 \u201cIs that so awful?\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHe does hate me,\u201d her husband murmured, lying back again and sighing.\u00a0 It was almost an invitation to tumble back into bed\u2014almost.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Indy crossed around to the end of the bed and leaned in to kiss his forehead.\u00a0 \u201cNothing\u2019s going to go wrong, Mike.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Davil\u2019s frustrated growl echoed up to them about then, and Indy tilted her head, suppressing a sigh.\u00a0 \u201c\u2026all right, nothing else will go wrong.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHe hates me.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou already said that, dear.\u201d\u00a0 Indy straightened, moving toward the door.\u00a0 \u201cCome on, we told them we\u2019d be down ten minutes ago.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mike groaned, but got up, scrubbing a hand roughly across his face.\u00a0 \u201cI didn\u2019t mean Derik, Indy.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She paused, her hand on the door, then looked at him.\u00a0 \u201c\u2026Dav doesn\u2019t hate you, Mike.\u00a0 He\u2019s just angry and lashing out.\u00a0 Give him time.\u00a0 It\u2019ll pass.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou don\u2019t sound sure about that.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWell.\u00a0 I am.\u00a0 Come on.\u00a0 Let\u2019s go down.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He hesitated, then nodded, and they went down.\u00a0 There were banging noises coming from the workshop; Mike winced.\u00a0 They could smell caf in the kitchen.\u00a0 Indy slid her arm around his waist, murmuring.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cBuck up, honey.\u00a0 You\u2019re going to give your daughter away.\u201d
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He had to laugh at that, momentarily forgetting the issues between he and his son.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re right,\u201d he whispered back, \u201cI am.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00a0~Erin<\/p>\n

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