With the Water

[Texican]

FMJ,

Many paths the story is leading too....

Thanks,

Texican....

[Dosadi]

Thanks

D.

[Lone_Hawk]

Very interesting... thanks...

[FMJ]

Jamie gaped at this new bit of previously unknown information but he held back his questions as his grandmother continued. “Your Grand pa-pa and I met in basic training, decided that we were meant to be career military and served in many parts of the world. We rose through the ranks and became specialists, called ‘operators’ in our jobs. That means we were very good at what we did and participated in special missions. We also taught other soldiers what we learned so they could become better at their jobs, too.

After serving four tours of duty, we retired from active service but soon discovered that we both regretted returning to a civilian lifestyle so suddenly and decided instead to try our hand as mercenaries. That means we became soldiers for hire.
We worked protecting people in some very bad places for money and because of our experience, we gained a reputation for being able to accomplish impossible things. As a result, people with no honor wanted us to work for them, but we refused and kept our honor. Eventually, we decided that the time had come to return home and settle down. To the place we both knew and loved..., this place, my dear Jamie.”

“Now I understand why Pa-pa always says, Ma-ma, It’s me Thibault, don’t shoot,” laughed Jamie to his grandmother’s delight.

“Yes, Jamie, your Pa-pa had to learn at an early age that even the bayou can be a dangerous place. When your Pa-pa says, ‘it’s me Thibault, don’t shoot’, it’s just our little joke today, but there was a time when it was not.”

Jamie wiped his nose on his sleeve and asked, “Grand Ma-ma, if I ever come to visit you by myself, I will say, ‘it’s me, Jamie, don’t shoot.’ Okay?”

“Yes, Jamie, my little soldier. That will be okay and I will know it is you.”

“Grand Ma-ma? Can I ask you another question?” Jamie said looking up into his grandmother’s eyes.

“Of course, dear Jamie. If I know the answer, I will tell you,” she smiled down at her grandson.

[Dosadi]

Thanks

D.

[ted]

Thank you.

[Texican]

“Grand Ma-ma? Can I ask you another question?” Jamie said looking up into his grandmother’s eyes.

Just what will be Jamie's question????

Only FMJ knows....

On to the next chapter to find out....

Texican....