” A female voice responded, “Is he in pain? “No, he can’t see, hear or feel anything.” “How long?” “Another day or two at most. Just c...eck that drip, there’s nothing more we can do now.” They were, of course, wrong about my not hearing. I heard, but the words had no impact. I knew they applied to me, yet it was as if they were talking about someone else. I knew that those who had been speaking had left my room. I was alone. I felt suspended but found it hard to define how I was suspended.. .."Mom nodded agreement, suggesting, "Concussion or force projecting,magic, an avatar spirit..." There's only one way to know for sure," Beth said, giving me areassuring smile. "We're just going to have to do a little testing..." But," I started to protest, not sure that I liked that particularsmile."You can't deny that you were responsible that time," Mom told me witha sigh. "So whatever your powers are, it's pretty obvious that youhave manifested." I don't know," I responded with a faint. By closing my eyes i knew iwasn't hiding but it was all i could do. the chopping began and leaves andblooms were landing on me left and right. they were talking and laughing asthey worked. i scrunched down lower. the beers arrived andthey stopped to admire their work and down a few before i heard and felt thechopping begin again. my dad was standing back watching, drinking his beer,nodding in approval at their work. suddenly, i heard oneof the men just above me. he chopped a few branches close. It promised to be a cozy evening. All week he could think of little else. She brushed against him a little as he walked with her between classes. Not in a sexual way but with the enticement of intimacy and closeness of a female body.Finally, the big night had arrived. This was going to be the first time he would be in her apartment. She had explained early on that she was an old fashioned girl and believed that certain things were not acceptable with in certain periods of time. She would never.