In the corner her mother was sobbing into her father's chest. The town doctor was saying something she couldn't hear to two other boys. She couldn't h...ar anything that they were saying actually. Things were very quiet-like she was deaf.The boys nodded, and while the doctor hustled her parents out of the bedroom, they unrolled a big plastic sheet beside her on the bed.One boy stood up on the bed, bent low and grasped her body underneath her arms. The other boy grasped her ankles. She could. He had been a gentleman and kept his hands to himself, he had not paid her for a lapdance or a private dance, but had just talked to her when she stopped by.John was tall and in shape, 6'2" and around 215 pounds, and was twenty-five years old. He was a decent looking guy, he didn't date ugly women, but this dancer was something else. He had never seen anyone so beautiful.Her eyes, her smile, her facial structure, not to mention her body, all as perfect as he had ever seen. She had the voice of. ."Questions erupted, but another sudden six-inch drop immediately fixed that. They'd lost half my body height now, so the perspective was getting silly. When the Christians recovered from the shock, the older man led them in a charge at me, very roughly pushing intervening people aside as they rushed at me, the rear two raising crucifixes while all three of them told some guy called Satan to get back to Hell. They apparently had me confused with someone else.They violently pushed their way. Do you really think you could have kept a bunch of silly teenagers from loading that puppy like a third world bus if we had thought that salvation was at the bottom of the mountain? Do you really think that our showing up at the hospital with a seriously injured woman would have resulted in their willingness to accept our story and allow us to leave without explanation or police report?”“Lead on, Wonder Woman.”“It’s probably more appropriate to call all of us ‘Wonder Women’, don’t you.