"Jase then interrupted, "Was anyone arrested for the murder?"Mr. Hudgens answered, "Are you funnin' with me, Jase? The mayor, the law, and anyone with...power is either a carpetbagger or someone hand picked by them. No clues or evidence were ever found, no one was arrested."Jase responded, "Well, then, what about my stepmother and sister?"Mr. Hudgens went on with his story, "Jase, that is even more sad. Your step mom died two years earlier in 1864, of slow starvation and smallpox, shortly after. Just thinking," I said. "What about," she playfully asked. "About all the work to get this place back in tip top shape?" Naw," I replied, growing brave, so I thought I would drop a hint. "I keep trying to figure out why you looked so familiar to me when I met you a couple weeks ago."Sherry almost recoiled a bit and very, very slowly removed her delicate small hand from my leg. "Me? Familiar?" she asked. "Yeah, I just keep thinking you're familiar to me, but I can't place why." She sort of. Jennifer quickly pulled her sister’s hair into two pony tails and attached the ribbons. They took one last look at each other and headed down the stairs. Tom was sitting in the living room watching TV. He had set up the video equipment again and also put up a large playpen in the middle of the room. The girls looked at the playpen in horror. “Come in girls,” he said. Even though they both wanted to run, they walked into the living room. Tom got up and turned on the video camera. “Sit down. He jumped and sailed over the wall landing lightly on the other side. He crouched and waited to see if he had been seen or heard.Nothing.It was almost impossible for him to maintain his ability of not being seen, when he was using an alternate ability. He did not know why. Perhaps it was a concentration problem, or that he could not multi-task efficiently enough. In any case, he could not use more than one talent at a time, except when he was in close proximity to a target... very close.He.