As soon as I touched it in the WhiteHouse I knew what it must be, but I didn't want to believe it. The testshad confirmed my fears: it was the same sy...thetic material as my facialprosthetics were made from, a material that I invented. The chances ofsomeone stumbling upon the same formula and the same process required toproduce it on their own were infinitessimal. Which meant that somehow, atsome point, someone had stolen that formula from me. I could think of noone who could have gotten close. I guess I'll just enjoy my computer and surfing the web. At least I can't get any STD's from it!" Yeah, but you might catch a virus" I giggled. "I'll see you when I get home, or in the morning if I get lucky" Be careful, darling. I worry about you."As I parked my car in the driveway later that night, I noticed my mother's light was still on. It was unusual for her to stay up this late.I let myself into the house and walked down the hall towards the bedrooms.Mom's door was ajar, and I glanced in. Lady Tanya insisting that I was her almost constant companion and John and Helen reporting very little to us. One assumes because there was little to report.Several newspapers printed retractions of Lady Tanya's obituary. But to my utter confusion did not enlarge further than saying that her death had been reported in error. There were also stories and reports on the television – not that the TV was one of Lady T's favourite pastimes – that one 'William Burgess' was being urgently sort by the. But abhi bahut kuch baaki tha. maine uske chucho ko touch iya to wo sihar uthi aur mujhe current sa laga. aisa laga ki is madhoshi mein kahin behosh naa ho jau. par uske white colour ke chuche mera sapna sakaar kar rahe the main apne hathon mein pura daba nahi paa raha tha ki usne mera chehra pakad ke mere honth apne chucho par laga diye aur fir main bhul gaya ki main duniya meni hu ya swarg mein. mera chucho lo chusna band nahi ho raha tha aur uski siskaariyaan band nahi ho rahi thi. apni.