. um ... not using it right now ... are you?"She looked down at the bedspread that covered her body. She was holding the book with both hands."It does...'t do anything by itself," she said, sarcastically."You're mad," he said, as if that were a surprise announcement. "I'm sorry." What are you sorry for?" she asked. "Sorry you didn't get to see me doing that? I hear men like to watch."He blinked."Of course not." He looked around for some reason. "I mean, sure, that would be interesting, but that's. Chensworth seemed like a totally sane and rational person doing totally insane and irrational things. But there was something about his lucid demeanor, made Ben trust him. Just having him there was somehow reassuring."Now, before we begin this final stage, I must remind you of the buy the ticket, take the ride clause. This is your final opportunity to withdraw from the study. After this point, if you choose to participate, you must participate to completion. But I guarantee you this, if you. Or lack of one." Price of fame," I shrug."You're as famous as I am and you don't have it anywhere near as bad!"Kayla protests. "And don't say 'the press have other things to focuson', that never stopped the press from hounding Jamie-Lee." Fair enough," I mumble."I still say you should never have split up with Jack," Mrs. Ford says,eliciting another frustrated sigh from her daughter. I'm beginning tosee why Kayla was so reluctant to come home..."Mum!" Kayla protests with an angry huff."Well I'm. Can I have the car or not?”“Xankia...”Kia growled and tossed her blouse aside. “Don’t call me that. I want to have a normal life. I don’t want to be a freak.”Brina winced, the words stabbing directly into her heart. Without another word, she turned to leave the room.“Mom – wait,” Kia called out, and hurried to the door before her mother could leave. “I’m... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.”Brina sucked in a quavering breath, her eyes misting with unshed tears. “You can have the car,” she said in.