I'll get going and let you continue."She said "Don't worry, we've been married a long time and can use a little new conversation. Sit down if you're n...t in a hurry."They had a large blanket spread out. They sat at one end of it leaving ample room for me to sit. I sat down and we began idle chatter for a bit. I was sitting at their feet facing them. The woman was sitting cross-legged and the man had his legs bent up so that his chin rested on his knees. They were about mid-forties I estimate and. ’ Kirsty looked puzzled so decided to challenge that statement. ‘Who reads under candle light these days?’ ‘Nuns for one.’ ‘What a ridiculous thing to allege. You’ll have no idea whether that is true.’ ‘Okay.’ ‘Is that all you have to say for yourself?’ He nodded, she called him a chump. Life with him was never going to be boring! Merrick went out and returned with a folder which he handed over. ‘What’s this, more South Island shots of excellence?’ Opening the folder Kirsty’s body stiffened and. My parents went on a 2 week vacation to beautiful Cancun, and I am stuck walking home in record level rain in San Diego. It is late October of my senior year of high school. I finally make it home. My stomach sinks when I realize I left my keys in my gym locker. ‘Fuck!!’ I growl as I kick the the door making a small indentation. I sit on the front steps with my arms resting on my knees, finding a little shelter from the monsoonal weather under this tiny porch. I decide to sit and wait out the. And ... you go away sometimes."I know. I can't explain it. I just am."Have you always been this way, since ... the accident?"I don't know."You seemed to know about Gerald," I added, referring to my ex-husband, "did you see us together?"I'm not sure. I have memories of you and him, but ... they don't feel like the ones I've had of our last few days together. They're less ... real."Did you get them from my mind?"Perhaps. I can hear your thoughts, sometimes. Not all of them. I've felt your mind.