A/N. This is my first venture in the world of Pearl Harbor fan fiction. You guys all seem pretty supportive of one another so I'll try my hand. If you review, please do so kindly =)

"Teresa, come on! Rafe will be home from training any minute and the room still looks like the cleaning lady passed away!" I said to my friend. I was excited, for my brother Rafe was coming home today and after months at a time, I missed him. Yes a sister who can admit she missed her brother. Thats why Teresa and I were trying to surprise him by snooping- uh cleaning his room. When he finally came home, the family went crazy. All the hugging and crying started. I knew I was too old for this but I jumped on his back and told him I missed him. Then Teresa had to ask if they were allowed to shower, which gave the green light to my mother to ask how well they were fed. I waited for Rafe to get a little ticked off, but he only said "2 showers a week, 3 squares a day"
"2 showers a week? I would just die in the service if I had to miss my daily soak" said Teresa batting her eyelashes at Rafe. *Oh boy* I thought to myself *This girl is really off her rocker now*