He did notice that he could detect magical things. The ring on his finger was a blazing source of power to his new sight. A couple times on the trip, ...e noticed people who wore magical items on themselves, or had them close by.He saw magical lines in the very air, sometimes. It was going to take him a bit to get used to this new ability he had. When he knew he was alone, he pulled off the ring, and placed it back in the silk pouch. He put the pouch back in his backpack. The ring on his finger. As the bus started from comilla, I didn’t dare to sleep anymore. I couldn’t take the risk of ruining my saree if he touches me again. We continued the chit chat as I pretended to know nothing. He seem to be relieved that, I didn’t notice anything. Our normal conversation resumed and he started to tell me jokes and about his dorm life.When we reached Chittagong, It was early morning. he asked for my phone number. I couldn’t say no. Even though, it might cause a little problem for me. So I told. “What about the stereo?”“Just come,” Susan insisted. “The stereo can wait.”She led the reeking boy upstairs to the second floor of the house and to the end of the hallway where there was a dark bathroom. Susan flipped on a light and then leaned across the tub to turn on the faucet. A cool spray of water poured out of the showerhead and quickly began to warm.“Strip,” Susan ordered.He unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. Susan took an appreciative glance at the youthfully smooth. This tune had been carefully chosen for Angie's final dash. It was the triumphant theme music from her favorite movie set in New York City, "Die Hard with a Vengeance". Throughout history people had used it to propel themselves towards glory in the arts, athletics and war. Angie grinned and set her jaw, upping her pace as the tune's horns broadcast their chords.Boom ba da ba da, boom ba da ba da, ba dum, ba dum ... Boom ba da ba da, boom ba da ba da, ba dum, ba dum... Oh my God! Her mouth fell.