He'd always been able to get himself out of bed at a moment's notice, and that trait had only been emphasized in the war when abrupt awakenings often quickly led to calls for action and new orders.  He was an early waker in the morning, besides, and often went for a workout or to ITF training just at the break of dawn, before the heat of the day ( Read more... )

Jane knew that he would be dropping by this afternoon, so he knocked and stood back on the doorstep of New Pemberley and waited, idly turning the pink flower that he held in his hand.  He'd seen it as he'd walked the paths on the way here, and as it had caught his eye, it had made him think of Jane.  Truth be told, it was pretty, and it'd had made ( Read more... )

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw familiar and long-disliked floral wallpaper staring back at him from across the room, Lipton knew that he was home. He’d been away from Huntington, West Virginia for three years now, and still the sights, sounds and smells of the house hadn’t changed. It was the things that he never would have supposed he would ( Read more... )