..I wasn't happy. The last time we were there was boring; we couldn't do anything but stay in one room together with the cousins and watch movies or l...sten to the radio.Oh sure me and Fred had funny stories to tell of pranks we pulled at school...but everything else was just slow. Like Jeffery; he's the oldest of the bunch and plays guitar but he doesn't talk much...dresses like a goth. Then there's Chris and Janet...my girl cousins. Chris was the youngest of the two.They and my sister could. If there was a mistake, she’d correct it and gave compliments to those that were exceeding “the standard”.40 minutes later the PT session was completed, and Hannah had dismissed the group to shower, change, and eat breakfast. She was talking to the class instructor about how she did when she noticed the same woman from yesterday, only this time she was wearing Naval PT gear. When the instructor had dismissed her, she ran and caught up to her.When she got close enough to the naval officer, she. As I bounced around the house, already feeling younger, I wasstill taken aback by the fact that if everything went as planned, I wasgoing to be able to spend the next week in the young, strapping body of a17-year old. Frankly, that is most exotic vacation anyone could ask for.Finally the kids went to sleep, both getting more and more excited abouttomorrow's trip. I did feel a pang of guilt about leaving them likethis, but I knew they would be fine. Everything would be taken care of,and we. It’s two story brick that look like they’re going to crumble at any second. Em and I are taking bets on when the city or university will condemn it. We make it to the screened in porch—well, a partially screened in porch—and open the storm door. Pressing the buzzer for apartment 2b, we wait for Kate to either answer or let us in. A few minutes pass and neither happens. Em depresses the button forcefully as I shoot off a quick text to Kate. Rai: We’re here. Get your ass in gear 9:14AM Lucky.