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Beans, bullets, and Band-Aids. The three Bs of prepping.
His joints hurt most of the day, and his back had given him grief for the last ten years. His doctor bitched at him to eat better and get more exercise, but Ben didn’t see the point in eating boring food and visiting a gym for what he had left of this life. One of the perks of being a human being was eating delicious food. And if it was delicious, that meant his doctor was against it. Ben would rather enjoy his meals than try to please his doctor.
You need to make certain she’s not doing anything stupid.” He coughed. “Is she on birth control?” he asked weakly. Mercy covered her eyes. “Oh sweet Jesus.” Her hands slid to her ears. “Stop talking.” “I’ll take it that means you don’t know. Might be a discussion the two of you need to have, considering her age.” I have to talk about sneaking out at night AND birth control?
Truman often wore a Captain America T-shirt, and Mercy thought it suited him. “Actually, that’s a perfect description of him. Captain America has a mushy sentimental core; he’s very human. And yes, he can fall apart.”
“You aren’t anyone else. You’re you, and we’re all the results of our past experiences. It’s what makes us unique. No one else has gone through what you have or what I have. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
It was best not to show any emotion around bullies. That was what they fed on: emotions and reactions.
When your friend’s woman has been in an accident, you let the dude know.” “That’s the most caveman thing I’ve ever heard you say.” She didn’t know whether to be shocked, flattered, or amused. “I didn’t realize there was a thing between you and Truman.”
But you need to understand that it’s not a sign of weakness to allow yourself to be loved.” “I can’t do that,” she whispered. “Not yet,” he agreed. “Eventually you’ll learn it’s a sign of strength. You’ll learn it’s one of the hardest gambles in the world, but damn . . . when it’s right, the payoff is out of this world.” He touched her cheek, worried he’d pushed too hard, but she hadn’t run away. Yet. She was so stubborn and independent. But he wouldn’t have fallen for her if she were any other way.
This isn’t TV, you know.” “No one knows that better than me,” said Truman. “But I’m still waiting for my hot FBI girlfriend to show up in heels and low-cut blouses.”
