The smell of clove cigar so faint, the wanton touch of his hands caressing my left shoulder."You know, I do not like late assignments and now punctual...ty seems to be an issue, Lyric? How can I get through to you, Lyric? What will suffice to make you my obedient pupil? You lack the courage of convictions into turning assignments, minimal class participation, now being late? What am I going to do with you, Lyric?"My heart palpitated with each syllable engaged and expressed slithering from his. Why would he? He'dbeen so grateful that the drugs worked in his case it probably hadn'teven occurred to him.The others, even Querry, seemed to be relaxing into their odd newlifestyle of enforced leisure, but he couldn't. It was impossible. Threedays worth of capsules left. Two. His mood was constantly dark now, hisnerves on edge. He found himself avoiding the others, keeping to himself,obsessively checking his appearance in the mirror as if trying to commitit to memory in its original. Lucy felt relief at that, she didn’t know what to say to Tyrell if she saw him. Much less with Benji around.The day after was Friday, and when Benji arrived home from school he was just about to go and get changed when he said “Oh, mum. Tyrells dad said would you mind collecting Tyrell from school later. Terrell's had some sort of study period after school tonight and his dad needs to be at work”Lucy’s calm dissolved “What do you mean some sort of study period?”“Oh, I dunno mum!” Benji whined,. “God Annie. This son of yours has got all the right moves and says all the right things, doesn’t he? It almost makes me wish I was fourteen again,” Sarah said dreamily.Mom answered, “I didn’t like being a teenager the first time, Sarah. Unlike Claire, I got my full chest rather early and the boys were always hitting on me. It wasn’t until eighth grade when I met Charles’ father. He turned out to be a real big piece of sh...”“Annie, why don’t I check on the email I sent and then we should.