I’ll just put a statement in your box so you can take care of it when you choose.” Amanda smiled again, “Thanks I appreciate that.” Mr. Morr...s nodded and ran off to the back only to return in a matter of couple of minutes with a huge box in between his arms. “Here is everything.” Amanda smiled, “Here I’ll take it. I appreciate it.” Mr. Morris shook his head but only they could see his eyes, “No just point me to your vehicle and I’ll put it in there for you.” Amanda shrugged, “Well I’m not. ” We walked slowly to my house it felt like forever and a year before we got there. I opened the garage, unlocked the door and we stepped inside my house. She looked around and for a second I thought she was going to ask to go somewhere else, but she squeezed my hand as if to tell me exactly where she wanted to go. We walked through my kitchen and I stopped to get a glass of water, drank it fast and she grinned at me which was the final thing I needed to convince me that she wanted to go to my. Not that I didn't talk to inanimate objects before, I'm not going to claim that. It's just that now they talk back. Or actually, they don't so much talk back as not talk back in a very meaningful way, if you see what I mean. I mean, some of them talk back - other vampires, for instance. And zombies; zombies talk, but mostly they just say RRRGGGH! And Braaiaiiins.No, that's a stupid stereotype. I've only met one zombie who moaned about brains aloud ever, and she was a crack addict, so go. We’re not a threat to womankind. We’re the other half of the human species. And we deserve to be treated with dignity and respect. Women have done their share of suffering. None of us can deny that. In the twenty-first century, we should acknowledge that both men and women can contribute energetically to human society. Working together, people of all races and both sexes can accomplish great things. It’s all one world, folks. When you really look at it. I see males and females, Blacks and.