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Out of Captivity : Surviving 1,967 Days in the Colombian Jungle

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202 OUT OF CAPTIVITY“I agree,” Marc said. “We can’t have our wives or fiancées wonder<strong>in</strong>gabout what is go<strong>in</strong>g on out here. This is all tough enough without hav<strong>in</strong>gto worry about what our wives are go<strong>in</strong>g to th<strong>in</strong>k when <strong>the</strong> newscomes out. And trust me, it will come out.”“Well, I know it wasn’t one <strong>of</strong> us, but that won’t do us much goodunless someone else steps up and vouches for us. Preferably Clara.”Tom nailed it on <strong>the</strong> head. None <strong>of</strong> us had been around her longenough to have been <strong>the</strong> one to impregnate her. We were curious out<strong>of</strong> natural human <strong>in</strong>quisitiveness but also to protect our asses. I wasengaged to one woman and assum<strong>in</strong>g Sombra had made a mistake,I was <strong>the</strong> fa<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> tw<strong>in</strong>s with ano<strong>the</strong>r; all <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r guys <strong>in</strong> our campwere married. We were wonder<strong>in</strong>g what our women would th<strong>in</strong>k when<strong>the</strong>y heard that a hostage was pregnant. Maybe I was just a little moresensitive to possible accusations and assumptions because <strong>of</strong> my personallife.The whole conversation made me return to Malia’s message andwhy she had seemed so distant. Tell<strong>in</strong>g me that “we all can’t wait foryou to get back up here to South Georgia” made it sound as if I’d gonenorth for <strong>the</strong> summer like some retiree. If I had any chance with <strong>the</strong>woman I’d spent <strong>the</strong> last six years <strong>of</strong> my life with, <strong>the</strong> woman whomI’d taken this job for so I could provide us both with a big house we’dplanned to build, <strong>the</strong>n a “miss ya” wasn’t go<strong>in</strong>g to cut it.I figured that Malia had likely changed her m<strong>in</strong>d. I’d told her whenI confessed to her about my affair with Patricia and her pregnancy thatshe didn’t have to stand by me, that I’d understand if she bolted andwouldn’t blame her if she did. Instead she told me she loved me andthat we could work th<strong>in</strong>gs out. My be<strong>in</strong>g kidnapped wasn’t anyth<strong>in</strong>gei<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> us could have foreseen or prevented, but if she’d changed herm<strong>in</strong>d because <strong>of</strong> what happened before I was kidnapped, I could understandthat. What I couldn’t understand was if she decided that because Ihad been kidnapped, she now had an excuse to do <strong>the</strong> easy th<strong>in</strong>g.To make matters even more confus<strong>in</strong>g for me, shortly before Clara

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