”“I guess...” I was struck by a sudden memory. “But you know, Heather told me something once, when she took me to a concert down at this churc.... We saw this orchestra playing some sort of classical piece, and she told me that it was religious music before we went in. I was kind of wondering what to think ... but it turned out to be amazing. And she said that there’s a lot of good music made by people for their religions.”Lara pursed her lips. “That makes sense. And I’m not against the song. Wie oft musst du das machen? Ich meine,sich selber eine Spritze geben, das stelle ich mir unglaublich schwierigvor." Es h?ngt von der Dosis ab. Bei mir einmal pro Woche, aber es geht auchanders, wei? ich von dem Arzt. Ist eigentlich nicht schwierig. Aberjetzt habe ich die Nadel vor lauter Schreck verbogen, diese Spritze kannich vergessen." Warum nimmst du keine Pillen? Meine Hormone sind Pillen."Sarah zuckte die Schultern. "Ich habe es halt so bekommen. Keine Ahnung,ob es das auch als Pillen. Maybe.I got up and started toward the window, my finger poised over thethumper's trigger, ready to fire. Before I'd taken two steps his facepopped up again like a whack-a-mole, and I thumbed the trigger.The weapon didn't fire. A blinking red light on the wrist indicated thatit was out of power."Aw, nuts," I said as he pulled a beam weapon not unlike my ion lance upfrom below and swept it across the room. I backed up and fell into thehole to the basement as bits of burnt bicycle collapsed all. I thought about driving back to the party, but it just wouldn't be the same without Gail. After tossing my trash into a barrel, I drove home.I pulled into the drive, parked the car, and went inside. I was shocked to see Gail's parents sitting in the living room with my mom and dad, drinking wine. Glancing at the clock, I noted that it was only eleven-thirty."You're home early, Ed," my mom said as I headed for the stairs. "Did you and Gail have a good time at the party?" Yeah, it was great,".