Being careful to avoid Liz who was so lost in her own wet dream she had not even noticed someone was at the door. Wiping my still wet and sticky finge...s on my sweats I cracked the door slowly open, carefully taking a quick glance around. No one was in sight. Strange I thought, but as I turned to head back inside the familiar red and green package caught my eye. It was another chest identical to the one I had found at the store except this one appeared almost brand new so much so that the paint. My sister pulled mother away saying they should give us some time alone. They walked past as Smriti continued her tears. I went forward to hug her and SLAP! I could feel the heat on my cheeks. “Ouw”, I cried up in both pain and exclamation. People have halted on their way as the sound reached up their ears. I started looking left and right. I didn’t have the courage to look at her face coz for some reason I felt she was mad at me. I didn’t exactly knew why and neither did I ever asked the. I muttered a short phrase and the Marcus stuck to the desk faded from sight. "Oh yes, talking about shields..." I created a shield around Marcus, but this one was air tight. "I'm going to need one shortly, as soon as I arrive there." I completed the statement without Marcus noticing anything was amiss."I'll be expecting you, don't you fret Beaker. I've got just the spell for you, but in the meantime..." He gestured and the spell rebounded from the shield I placed around him, striking him. We had almost no other passengers, and a few of the ones we did have gave me surly looks. I could live with that.May 19The day before reaching St. Louis, one man’s wife was giving me those surly looks. Then she walked calmly up to me and slapped me. “You shouldn’t even be allowed on the boat with decent people,” she hissed. My laughter set her off and she attacked, fists flailing and nails gouging. By the time we restrained her, she had drawn blood several times.“You,” I growled at her.