About four months later,my new cat was now announced as a terrorist.Destroying everything in her path,you would not want Suga in a room with yuo as you sewed.It was a wonderful thing to be entertained by when Duncan blamed everything on the cat.Even when he made my tea too hot.We had been living happily,I of course was still pregnant,in fact now I was HUGE,so huge that I looked like I was holding a car.

Literally.For a regular pregnancy,this was odd.In four months,the baby would come,and I was excited,worried,happy and scared all at the same time.I had been really sick lately,and Duncan had been helping my out a lot.He was now working three jobs to provide for us.And with college,that was hard for him,and I greatly appreciated it.We weren't in any financial trouble,we just were trying to save money for they baby.I had taken two weeks off of work to stay home,because I had been feeling like crap lately.The cramps,the morning sickness,the swollen ankles.....I was just hoping it would all be worth it in the end.

However,Duncan had been acting very nervous lately,and I wondered what had been going on with him.He would dismiss it plainly and say that nothing was wrong.I needed to know what Duncan was up to,but he wouldn't tell me what was wrong.One day he had left mysteriously again,and then quickly came back.He said he had important to tell me.I sat down at the coffee table and he sat across from me holding my hands.
"Courtney,this is really hard for me to do."
He sighed and started to speak.
"I've been thinking,and we really need money for our baby,and for us right?"
I nodded my head slowly,wondering what was going on.
"Four months ago,after we were in the hospital,when I took that cab,I was um..."
I waited for him to finish.
"I was um.....signing up for the marines."
I immedietly looked at the table,my eyes filling with tears.
"Why would you leave me alone without anyone to help me?"
I cried hysterically.
"Look,I told everyone already,and they promised to take care of you while I'm gone."
I paused for a few seconds,pulled my hands back and replied angrily.
"When do you leave,and how long will you be gone?"
I asked full of pain and despair.
I'll only be gone for three months.I should be home before the baby is born on Vetrans day."
(On my b-day!Oh yeah!Go November Eleventh.)
"There are no guarantees in war.How could you do this?"
"We need money!"
"But what if you die or get injured?"
"Then you'll still have the money and the baby."
"I don't the baby without you,and I don't want money.Duncan,all I want is you happy,healthy,and with me!"
I cried and looked deep into his baby blues.
Duncan quietly assured me;
"It's only one time.I promise."
I walked away and laid on the bed,my knees folded into my chest.I sobbed and sobbed,and Duncan came and sat next to me.
"I'm sorry.I just.....I don't want us living in a box okay?But I can tell you with confidence that I will not die."
He did have confidence and I had the courage to ask why.
"Why?"
He replied to my question.
"Because I have something worth fighting for."

WOW......HOW UTTERLY TRAGIC!TO LIGHTEN THE MOOD,WANT SOME BAKED SNAIL?
(YEAH I TOOK FRENCH COOKING,DEAL WITH IT.)