Collins looked at his wife and motioned them all out.I saw some backbone appear and with a glare at her husband said; “You pompous ass, your son did...this. You will either fire these two assholes, or I will see a divorce attorney and you can eat shit.” She continued; “I am here to apologize if you don’t like it tough shit.”With that, Mr. Collins jerked his head toward the door and the attorneys left. I then grabbed my cell phone and told the Collins that my father said that I should record. Like I’m taunting them when I’m just being me, you know? All they see is skin and the way it’s shaped. Not within. The scared little girl. Like I’m always that fifteen year old girl seeing the disappointment in my mother’s eyes and shame in my father’s. Not some taunting voluptuary. Not in the least.“But ... something about the way you looked at me. Confident and caring, which was perfect. You may not have said anything, but your eyes spoke to me.”“What did my eyes say?”“Relax little girl. Let. ”Warner’s tail seemed dead and limb as he dragged it behind him coming into the Den.”We were able to free Three-Four from the energy siphon, Shea had trapped him in, but we were unsuccessful so far to get more than a baseline of weak energy from Circuit.”I swallowed hard, trying to keep my emotions under control.”What about the ship, can we lift off?”“Sorry, Captain, there is too much gone. I am afraid the Tigershark won’t go anywhere without outside help.”“We got two LEGO factories. If we have. “Sometimes I think they try to hard to be cool.” Christie turned her head. Next to her sat a man in a suit. The jacket laid across the back of the chair with the tie. The liquid in his glass was amber. Whiskey or Scotch, maybe? He turned his head towards her and spoke again. “I mean we all know fundamentally what drinking and pulsing music can lead too.” Christie watched as he turned to his drink and tilted the drink to his lips. He sat the drink on the bar and licked his lips. Christie.