We were stopped at the border over some issue with Mexican insurance. Ron was in an easy chair, still drugged with the Ativan, which had been suppleme...ted with bourbon. I went to bed in the back, leaving Marc and Skyler covering the front. I was so tired I never even heard them leveling the RV.”“After the past couple of days, I can imagine.”“You’re right about that. Anyway, the next thing I heard was a gunshot. That was followed by Marc yelling for me to stay in the back. I do know they. It was Mrs. Shah from the flat opposite mine. She smiled happily at me and whispered, “Sudha, did you know something? It seems today is Prakash’s birthday. Poor boy is alone, no? We’re planning a surprise gift and party tonight. You tell your husband too, OK, we’ll all have dinner at my place!” Saying this she rushed back happily to her flat, busy making preparations for the evening.I sat wondering. And then came up with a mischievous idea. I’m sure there was some gift wrapping paper around. The two stared eachother down, the girl hiding behind the statue clutching the vines for dear life. The soldier crept forward, the girl began to pray to whatever god or goddess she could for mercy.It was answer by a slow surge of energy within her. 'Tell her to stay still,' a voice said. The girl looked confused, the soldier took this opportunity the rush forward. Dodging another thrust the girl yelled, "Stop!" And so she soldier did, stuck in the thrusting pose, trembling while trying to move.. Or whatever. I like you. See?"I nodded. We walked."You gonna say something?" he asked. "Give me something. Do you feel the same? – even a little bit?"Yes. Very much. So much. More than I could say. And of course I couldn't say, no matter how much I wanted.Unless he pushed me to the brink. Unless I was overwhelmed. Then, it seemed, I could speak plainly.I held his hand and was close to him, feeling his warmth.Push me to the brink, Tyler. Take me.I gave him a shy glance. His lips parted slightly.