Her body had matured ahead of schedule, which disgusted her as it began to get in the way of the things she liked to do. That's because Heather was th... quintessential Tomboy. She loved football, climbing trees, cutting wood, riding the range and working on her father's farm equipment. But most of all she loved muscle cars and working on them with her Uncle Bob.He had a collection of sorts. He had a '67 GTO that was completely restored as if it had just rolled off the assembly line. He had a '32. He didn’t waste any time. “Donal and Solona are going to perform the ritual. I’ll be going into the Fade. I’ve no idea how long this will take, so don’t go getting all antsy and cutting off any heads, yes?” He made eye contact with each of us, winking cheekily at me when I rolled my eyes. When he was happy with whatever he saw in each of our eyes, he gestured to Faren’s unconscious form. “Shall we?” He plopped himself down onto the empty cot, and Solona and Donal settled onto the floor on one. " But dear, I only smoke them..." No but dear today, I am putting my foot down, no more smoking."The two of them sat in silence for what felt like an eternity after that,Carl wanted to argue back to his wife but frankly there were times whereshe scared him, and this was one of them. She had been so beautiful whenhe first laid eyes on her, that he was immediately swept off his feet.Later he had learned she had come from a hell of a household, she had beenthe only daughter, and the youngest child. "My distraught mother, looking toward the back door and seeing all the people, put one hand to her cheek and moaned, "Oh, lord, they'll all see my house in such a mess!"They entered noisily, all the women moaning and wailing and my Aunt Frances swooning into a chair. Soon the place was so full, no one could walk. Aunt Frances' husband, my Uncle Johnny, coolly and sanely brought the crowd to attention. "You all remember why we're here," he said, gesturing toward me with his hat. "We gonna take.