"See ya around," I said and handed him a parting gift. Before Greg could say anything I went back into my house.From my front window, I could see the ...irls giving Greg a ration of shit for talking to me. I could see Greg pointing and gesturing toward the house in a pleading manner. But soon the three of them stalked back into the car and disappeared.Greg had not returned by the time I pulled out of my driveway for the last time.I guess it was my junior year at Boston College when I turned on. Life is funny sometimes though, we have discussed the ideas of how we might have a chance to meet and if we did, what those times would be like. The miles between us are far enough to make it difficult and yet close enough to make it plausible. By chance I would be driving right through town on trip that puts my destination about 70 miles past where my friend lives. The chance to actually meet her becomes clear, yet will it be too late? We have been busy and our times to write have been. I listened attentively as he regaled me with stories of his trip to Austin, his rise up The Company’s corporate ladder, his home life, and his ethics on doing business in the aerospace industry. He seemed like a good guy, well intentioned and knowledgeable in his field. I had to keep a straight face when he actually used the ‘fix the problem, not the blame’ slogan on me. Mike was right again, he’d already made it his own! * * * * * When I got to my cubicle, Mike was sitting in my chair. I. Christina, not feeling so powerless since making the best of friends, led the three of them forward, although Christina felt like her muscles would give out before they reached the castle.Unable to react at super speed, a giant squid appeared from a river and grabbed hold of Soto's ankle, pulling him underwater. As Starshine waited on shore, Christina dove into the water and transformed back into American-Man. He began wrestling with the squid and freeing his friend as Soto's waterloggedbody.