I love you, I won't kill you

This year's Halloween still begins when night falls on October 10.Every year this night is a time for all children in the United States to indulge in joy.

Put on colorful costumes of witches, pirates, princesses and skeletons with parents and elders in the family, and then paint yourself into various monsters and ghosts, put on a "Jack Lantern" (pumpkin lantern), and run to the neighbor's house to play "Trick or treat" game.

This scene will also be staged in the military housing area in the Quantico base.Major Megan Smith and Amanda each wore a set of black witch robes and witch hats, walking slowly on the sidewalk of the block.

Daughter Sarah was running to the door of a Marine Corps captain with two other little girls, ringing the doorbell on tiptoe.Megan asked Amanda softly, "So, in two weeks, you have finished all the courses you have studied in the amphibious warfare school?"

Amanda flicked the witch's long sleeves briskly, and looked at her sideways, "Yes. After attending the graduation ceremony on the 23rd, I will return to Camp Pendleton."

"Well, time flies so fast. I remember, the last time I said goodbye to you, it seems to be here."

"Not here, but at Turner Field in Quantico."

"That's right. And, I still remember something you said to me at the time."

"Really? I'm sorry, Megan, I don't remember."

Meghan glanced at her, "It's okay. You know, shortly after that conversation, I made a decision."

Amanda smiled and said, "Come on, are you really going to sign a divorce agreement with Jonathan?"

"Since he is unwilling to give up his career on the East Coast, why should I continue to stay in this base?"

"So, you're still going to move to San Diego?"

"Yeah. Well, of course, and an order from the Naval Medical Center."

"Mummy, look, what kind of candy do I want?" Sarah jumped up and ran in front of the two.

"Well, not bad. How about giving this chocolate marzipan to Aunt McLaren?" Megan lowered her head and said to her daughter.

"Okay. Amanda, can you take me for a swim?" Sarah asked softly.

"Of course. You know, I also like swimming very much." Amanda squatted down with a smile and stroked Sarah's head.

"Okay, go ask for some bigger candies." Megan said again.

Sarah nodded to the two, turned around and chased after her little friend with a small flower basket.Looking at her daughter who had run away, Megan said again, "Do you know how Elena is doing now?"

Amanda nodded, "At present, she is still serving in Helmand Province in Afghanistan. When I chatted with her online yesterday, she looked pretty good."

Megan smiled slightly, put her arms around Amanda's shoulders, "Very well, I hope you both can return to the United States safely."

"Sir, Major, please watch your manners."

"Okay, today is Saturday. Lieutenant, did you forget that we are wearing witch robes?"

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The next day, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday.When Amanda was still hesitating whether to go to Arlington to say goodbye to her mother, Grace called, "Hi, baby, today is Sunday."

"Yeah, I know."

"Come to Arlington, Sean would like to invite you to our family barbecue."

"Why?" Amanda asked.

"Come on, honey, your graduation is coming up in two weeks. Well, let's celebrate you early, okay?" Grace said.

"Ok."

However, after driving for nearly an hour to North 30th Street, Amanda found a lot of cars parked outside Grace's house.When she smiled and greeted the nanny Macarena who opened the door, she once again found that the garden behind seemed to be very lively.

Following the voices of talking and laughing, what came into view was a relaxed and comfortable barbecue party that only family members would attend.Later, she felt more like walking into a high-level private gathering place composed of members of the Senate Armed Services Committee.

The U.S. Senate committees that are empowered to oversee national military legislation include the U.S. Department of Defense, military research and development, nuclear energy, benefits for military personnel, selection for service, and other matters related to defense policy.Therefore, the committee and its members are quite powerful in the Senate.

Amanda walked beside her mother with a bottle of beer, and even got to know all the important upper-level figures in the committee.A few minutes later, Grace saw the slight change in her daughter's mood, and said a short goodbye to the MPs with a smile.

"Grace, I think I should go back to the base." Amanda put down her beer glass and said softly.

"Sweetheart, are you a little tired?" Grace asked with concern.

"Yes. I will return to San Diego after the graduation ceremony is completed."

"Baby, you know I love you. As your mother, I don't want you to be hurt."

"Thanks, I know. But I'm not the only one who has mothers. The other Marines have mothers too. I don't think their mothers want their children to go overseas and get wounded or die."

Neither of them spoke in silence, and after a few minutes Amanda smiled and said, "Well, I'm just going to a Marine Corps base in Afghanistan for a few months. Maybe, by the time I'm ready to fight, I'll be done Overseas service period."

Grace turned and hugged her daughter, "Baby, you must come back."

Amanda glanced at the big shots on the lawn behind her, "Don't worry, I'll be back."

Janice walked up to the two of them, stepped forward and hugged Amanda, "Good luck, my hero! I believe that the hero will go home with honor!"

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Grace personally sent her daughter out of the house.Standing on the side of the road, I hugged Amanda tightly again, "Remember, you must protect yourself at all times. Uh, do you remember Brandon and his company I mentioned to you?"

Amanda nodded, "Hmm, a military contractor under the Ministry of Defense, an overseas private security consulting company."

Grace smiled and said, "Right now, Brandon's business is mainly in Iraq and some parts of Afghanistan. So, I thought maybe he could help you to some extent."

"Really? Well, what if I want him to find someone to fight the Taliban for me?"

"Sweetheart, this joke is not funny. Drive carefully on the road, and I will show up at your graduation ceremony on time."

When passing through the base checkpoint, Victoria Cranston, who was promoted to lieutenant officer in the Marine Corps and entered the amphibious warfare school, called Amanda, "Hey, high society girl, still talking to someone Congressman flirting?"

Amanda said while driving, "You know, I should actually let you go to the Senator's barbecue party instead of me."

"Thanks. I don't have a stepfather to a U.S. senator, though. Now, where are you? Rebecca and I want to get you to a bar for a drink."

"Hmm, I'm on my way."

Drive quickly on Barnett Avenue at the base and turn right onto Potomac Avenue in a few minutes.When she parked her car in front of the Roman Bar on the right side of the road, there were already many marine sergeants or officers in the bar.

Pushing open the door of the bar, a strong smell of beer, whiskey, and tequila hits the face.As the only bar on the base, it is of course very popular with Marine Corps officers and soldiers on weekends.

From a distance, Amanda saw Victoria, Rebecca and a white man in civilian clothes sitting at the bar and chatting with each other.

"Hey, look who's back?" Rebecca inadvertently spotted Amanda coming from behind.

"Hey, how are you? Rebecca, Victoria." Amanda smiled and hugged the two of them respectively.

Victoria pulled Amanda to sit in front of the bar, smiled and narrowed the distance between their faces, "Don't move, let me smell if there is a man."

Amanda pushed her away helplessly, "Okay, if you want to find a man, you can try at the FBI National Academy in Quantico."

"Of course. Amanda, what do you think of this guy?" Rebecca pulled the white man beside her.

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