Must be a protest thing, you think? Initiation, maybe?" I think I don't assume anything," Mack said, already focused on the mall traffic. "What I do k...ow is that we've gotten here first." That's why we're such a good team," Darren laughed. "But I don't see anything." Exactly," Mack said excitedly. "In fact, what are we not seeing in this mall right now?"Darren, frowning, panned the surprisingly small numbers of people coming and going. A couple of guys here, an older man there ... wait."Where. The dressing room was fairly empty when they arrived, most of the participants having finished already. Robert changed into street clothes, and put the shorts and his sandals in a gym bag.Karen had only a simple button-up-the-front dress and some sandals. She also had a small purse. They each took out paper and pen, and wrote phone numbers and addresses on them to exchange. They were nearly done when Christen found them."I was beginning to think you guys got lost, or eloped, or something!" she. I'm not sure what was worse, burning in fire or burning in starlight. Sometimes Astarte's touch seemed softer. Sometimes.It was hard to remember who I was. My real name had faded. I could only cling to one thought: I am the Ghost of Paris.But it was hard. My torment seemed to last an eternity. I doubt it had even been a week in the mortal world. It was all Astarte's fault my life had ended so abruptly. She had gleefully told me in detail on how she had set me up the first time I had come before. And gown up.' She pointed at some green scrubs which I got into. We all went into the delivery room, Megan waddling there on unsteady legs – "a walk will do you good!". They helped her onto the delivery table and draped a green cloth over her middle. The midwife went in for a close look.'I can see the head, ' she said.There was a lot of stuff after that: cries of Push! Breathe! Push again! I filmed what I was allowed to, and a few other shots I don't think they saw me take, and in due course,.