Phil pulled out a clipboard and noted down the female visitor, as he did for all visitors to the high class high rise.5'5” 220 lbs female long brown...hair at 1:05am“She is a little later than normal,” Phil stated his blue eyes squinting at the screen. He pulled his 5 foot 9 inch bulky frame up straight and ran his fingers through his salt and pepper hair. He was a contrast to Dwayne. Dwayne was a young black man who stood 6 feet 6 inches tall. He had a muscular body, dark curly black hair, and. I stepped forward and hugged her. I squeezed her arms tight against her sides. She took a long breath and laid her ear on my chest. I made sure to rub her spine as she t-rexed her hands around to my back.I didn’t know if I should say something. I had no jokes to crack. I held her, enjoyed the odd scent of spaceship cleaned teenaged girl hair. Vanessa hovered a foot away.“We all voted yes on her.” Andrea said when she opened her eyes and stared at the girl. I felt Andrea’s stomach rumble. “And. .. Spying on me ... like this!” his voice accused bitterly.Blind maternal empathy drew me to his side.“Guy! No, I wasn’t spying!” I pleaded, stroking his head. “I had no idea you would even home. What happened?”His eyes are searching my face for the truth.“Well ... maybe so.” He says putting an arm on my bare shoulder. Then murmuring lowly adds, “anyway ... I am home, see ... and I’m sorry if I shocked you.”He offers a forgiving kiss.I respond and somehow Guy makes that kiss much deeper than is. Can you see a single grain of sand? Yes you can, but it takes some effort to focus on something that small. Can you see something smaller than a grain of sand? Perhaps, but you might not be able to appreciate the difference in size." So what are we seeing?" I asked."First, while this sensory information is overlaid atop your vision, it is not sight. Second, the things you are 'sensing' are much smaller than grains of sand. What you are sensing are molecules." Molecules!" we.