It didn't feel like long before he was called out again. It never felt like long. Lia stood at the door to the garage as she watched him load the car, her features etched with sadness. "It hasn't even been a month..." She always made it hard to leave, always wearing some short little number to tempt him into declining the job. But, he couldn't do it, no matter how nice she looked. He had to take care of her.