Another protest march to start the day. More screaming and yelling and pounding on drums. The same people, with the same banners, wearing the same clothes. It was like a big hippy drum circle, only with the same, tired old chants. Heather had a headache already.
She had not slept well at all. Her thoughts had wandered throughout the night, mostly concerning what Gary had told her about Matt. She was surprised Gary would bother warning her about Matt’s reputation for supposedly being a player. If Gary was so happily married, why would he care who she went out with? Through the images of Matt and Gary came the issues of whales and dolphins. Her mind wandered through Navy tactics and tuna nets. For some reason, this story was getting to her. And now, more protesters. They were lined up al
