He was older than me, but he certainly wasn’t unhealthy, and I didn’t get a “dad” or an “uncle” vibe from him. I smiled a bit as I filled ... pan with water for pasta. No, there wasn’t one of those vibes, at all.“What?” Hollis asked as he looked up from chopping salad ingredients.I felt my face heat. “Oh, nothing, I was just woolgathering.”He eyed me for a moment, and then he shrugged. “Okay.” He went back to his chopping.I turned away before I made a complete fool of myself, but my thoughts. She sits up straight, her eyes down, swinging her crossed leg rhythmically. She has a big secret and she’s deathly afraid someone will surmise. She’s wearing a short, flirty summer skirt and her legs are bare, no tights. The professor comes in and class begins.He notices that she is sitting in the front row, notices her posture and her big black Mary Jane wagging at the end of her long, bare, tightly crossed leg. He notes the slight flush on her face and the way she won’t look up from her. Just come along peacefully and we'll have no trouble." Just a second, Counselor. Would you care to explain how we can be charged with endangering Megan when she isn't a child?" Well, of course she is a child. I've seen her. Not more than thirteen, I'd guess."Megan's mother was indignant, "You guess wrong, and we can prove it. Come with me, I have her birth certificate and medical records that will prove she is nineteen years old. She just turned nineteen a couple of weeks ago."One of the. "Four hundred? I can't fight that many armed people. Especially if they have guns," I said."Yes you can, there are only about thirty rifles and pistols among them. The rest are armed with bow and swords. All you need to do is take out their leaders. I gave you the tools to do so..." I can't be ready in that time. We are going to have to flee, and flee far," I snapped out and interrupted him."Why can't you be ready?" Kalib asked."You want me to move all this stuff, and disarm the bombers out.