” As she re-embraced him she felt a pang of guilt when she realized she was using the death of her aunt and uncle as an excuse to cop a longer feel...from her cousin.As she pulled herself away James looked into her teary eyes and said, “thank you for your support, Jessica.”Those words made her feel even worse with guilt and she took a deep breath in search of the words that would give her a fresh start. “I always looked up to you when I was a k**, James; you always made me feel special when no. "I'll grab my bag and meet you at Jasmine's!" I yelled back setting off at a run towards the main house. Bursting in I found Mr Haga sitting having his breakfast and as I made my entry, he looked up sharply and asked what was wrong. "Oh, nothing much," I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm, "just another of the whores been beaten up - so what else is new?" Without breaking my stride, I ran to my room, grabbed my emergency bag and raced right out again passing a clearly uncaring Haga who'd. “Mom! How could you afford this!?”“It wasn’t just me honey. Your grandma pitched in because she couldn’t think of what else to buy you. So I think when you get home tonight you owe her a phone call.” She said and smiled. “Now this is the last gift but it’s from your aunt Suzie.” She said as she handed me a box the size of a bracelet jewelry box.Again puzzled, I took the box and opened it to discover it was a jewelry box. I looked at it, looked to my mom who was smiling, and looked back to the. She knows that Uhazral is indeed in the amulet around her neck, that it is communicating with her via some kind of psychic link, and that it has now tied her mind and body to the amulet and its powers. She feels … good. As she stares down at her hands and flexes her fingers, she feels like she is full of new potential."What do you want?" she asks.Use your mind to communicate, my pet.Marnie squeezes her eyes shut. What do you want?Such impertinence, Uhazral says with what is undisguisably.