.. Laura Robbins?"She recognized Shontay's voice. "Yes. Shontay?" I didn't know how to spell your name. Whether it had one 'b' or two." Yes, it's me. ...s something wrong?" Oh no. I was just... fixing something to eat. The idea of eating it all alone... or just with Willie... didn't seem too hot. I wondered if you wanted to come up and eat dinner here. You know, it's kind of lonely in this big old apartment."Laura felt a tiny acceleration of the pulse in her neck. She had done her best not to. I brushed sand from my knees and turned to the women."I am done with this," I said. "When any of you cares to behave as a decent person, come and see me."I grabbed half the matches, the knife, and a box of supplies and strode down the beach. I felt their collective eyes boring into my back as I put some distance between us. I had seen a perfect camping spot a mile up the beach.In fact by that evening I had constructed a low shelter with a tight roof and walls. There were sheltering palms, fresh. After five minutes the WE had a solution. They had figured out the alien bios. That gave them the symbiant's bios. They put the aliens and the symbiants to sleep. They would take over the internal control communication that the alien needed to live. Then they would destroy the symbiant.The WE would do this because the symbiant was the alien government's experiment to produce a better fighting unitthat the government could control completely. The symbiants escaped into the environment and. Zoua left the living and head to the guest room to continue drying herself. Sadly I didn’t have any women clothes for her to change into.After a half of hour, she came back into the living room and sit at where she was sitting earlier which is across from me. “Where did you work?” I ask her.“At Target” She replies in a soft voice.“How long have you work their ?.“I just started two weeks ago ““how do you like it?”“It’s okay, I needed the money and is only part time no big deal”,“Where is Max?”.