climate change

GRACELYN PORTER

Grace noted the slight hesitation to answering her question. She shifted slightly, taking a drink. It was then that she noticed her coffee was almost gone. "UmmmI'm an explosives expert...Myla..and Aldo are trained to detect explosives." Her eyes grew slightly. That sounded like such an important job both for him and the dogs. She knew that that type of thing was not taken lightly. Grace was sure not many people could handle that type of demanding job. "Wow, that's crazy." Her voice was both worried and very interested in it. "I was stationed at Fort Hamilton, in Brooklyn a few weeks ago. I just go where they tell me too." She nodded. "Well... I'm glad you are here." She blushed again, unsure that was the right thing to say right then but just decided to go with the flow. She set her coffee down, a little sad she was done, but continued to listen to Ben. "He's two years old..he's a puppy I guess, with his age...but he doesn't act like one, he's very serious.." She smiled. He must be a good trainer and know what he is doing. That, and get paired up with great dogs. She couldn't help to think that she too wanted a dog. With her crazy lifestyle, she really hadn't had time to take care of a dog, but now, now she would have time. "You can meet him one day if you want." Grace smiled. "I would love that." She couldn't help but be excited for that. She already loved Myla, who wouldn't. She shifted in her seat again. She felt so at ease with Ben, it was wierd. For the last few weeks she had been very cautious with who she talked with and who she spent time with. Ever since Dale, she has had a hard time trusting anyway, with good reason of course. But something about Ben just made her feel....comfortable. Gracelyn smiled back, his smile seeming to just make her feel good. She wasn't really sure about having him there at the hospital with her but then he made her feel so comfortable and almost seemed like he wanted to go with her. "It's not if I want to go, it's if you want me to go with you...moral support and all that." She blushed and smiled. She thought about it for a moment and finally spoke, "I would love for you to be there." She grinned and shifted. She was almost getting antsy from sitting but was happy he was there for company. When she told him about her being a model, she wasn't really sure how he would react. It wasn't like his job where he saved people from being blown up but more or less to entertain. Granted, she loved being in front of the camera's and taking beautiful pictures, it was an art, and she really liked it, until just recently of course. Grace waited for him to reply, wondering what he would say. Of course, when he spoke, she blushed, not really expecting him to say those things. "I can see that...You're very pretty..I think it would shock me more if you weren't in modeling." Oh god, that pushed her right over the edge and she turned bright pink. Did he really just call her pretty? Oh goodness. She wasn't expecting him to say such a sweet thing. "You are so kind Ben. Thank you." It really was what she needed to hear.