. rain ... heat ... cold ... wind ... storm. For those out of shelter the thought did just that ... promoted thought ... a 680 cc brain expanded to 69.... Not much ... but it set in motion a growth ... that however slow ... made Cradle 29 just a bit different.Eventually ... she would grow faster ... just a little. Smarter ... not much. More than average.At first glance, she was just another pretty girl. There must be fifty thousand pretty girls in line for tickets. Why did she keep drawing his. Some of them were already preparing themselves to jump up in celebration for another scored goal, but the goalie managed to grab the ball out of mid air before it could end in the net.Because of this, Sandra had to sprint back to return to her position as a defender. When she reached Leo, he smiled at her."What?" Sandra wanted to know when she saw him smiling at her."Nothing, you just look so cute when you are running." So, you liked my ass, when I left you in my dust," Sandra wanted to rub it. One night as he was leaving his favorite diner in Philly a limo pulled up and blocked his path. Percy put a hand on his gun expecting trouble.A voice he suddenly recognized said, "There's no need for that gun Detective Holmes, I just want to meet you face to face and say thank you." The Don got out of his car and shook Percy's hand and then kissed both cheeks. "I promise that my people will do nothing in your area to increase your workload, if you understand my meaning, and if you ever need. He'd stayed in uniform, since that got him almost anything he wanted, with no real justification being required."Suit yourself," said the nurse.Most of the bandages had been removed. She'd been unconscious for a little more than ninety-six hours. The redness of her face now looked like an irate sunburn that was coated with something clear and greasy looking. Someone had cut the burnt ends off her hair but, of course, it hadn't been styled. Her arms lay, limp, at her sides. As rough as she.