“Daddy wake up!” A sweet voice called from the other side of his bedroom door.“I’m up honey, what’s wrong?” He said as he rose from the be... and slipped on a pair of pajama pants.“I made breakfast and its gonna get cold if you don’t eat it right away.” She said.Jack thought it sweet that his daughter had prepared breakfast; usually he would be the first up and the first to make everyone’s breakfast. “Guess they got tired of cold cereal.” He muttered to himself. He quickly washed his face before. ”“Oh, yes.”A different voice then. “Beta interface translation in five minutes, Commander.”“Thank you.”“The transition – translation – between hyper-bands is spectacular, and we get to experience it in all its magnificence.”Gladys felt as though she was swimming in warm water, but in the middle of an ocean in complete darkness. She floated, somehow calm and serene... “Translation in ten...” she heard the words, but was too serene to react... “Five, four, three, two, one...”Flaring light,. "I looked at her open mouthed, my herbs forgotten for the moment. "Ithought you didn?t believe in ghosts." I don?t know about ghosts," Polly shook her head, "and it may be somekind of auto-suggestion, some trick of memory or false memory that?sbringing a shared kind of empathy between you and Jackie. But whetherit?s a ghost or some kind of psychological phenomenon there?s somethingthat?s created a mental bond between you and Arabella and the memory ofJackie."The idea was absurd, of course;. “You lost control over Leah,” Merie continued unabated. “I know she feels responsible for what happened. But Leah made her own choices and you couldn’t have stopped her if you wanted to. You know as well as I do that she’s going right back to that life as soon as the courts let her go. You and Mom can pretend all you want to. Bury your head in the sand and think everything’s OK if it gets you through the day. But in the end, you know I’m right.“But I am not Leah. And Brock is not Eric Stoneman..