Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! (Give 'er the gun!)
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
Off with one helluva roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey!
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!

Heather had chosen a small Italian restaurant with seating on the outdoor patio.  Her heart was pounding in her chest as she waits, leaning up against her car that's parked on the street in front of the restaurant.  She has no reason to be nervous.  It's just Leroy Gibbs.  And that's also every reason to be nervous.  Fixing things with him is first ( Read more... )

Emails have been checked and responded to.  She talked to her boys on Skype for a few minutes.   Then she checked the various message boards and communities she belongs to.

"It's bad enough that she's dying and now this...They couldn't even wait until she's dead..."

She reads the words again and again and again.  Her heart is in her throat; she ( Read more... )