He wondered if others were born into bondage far across them in the same manner that his child was born to freedom. His awareness looked into the void...of the shining paths. He picked one and followed it away. Oldman’s voice, lost in the distance, spoke from the paths of somewhere behind him, calling for Sandra. –Har ri na, is the story over? What happened after that? The Dreamer did not speak, his eyes slowly closed. The boy looked up as the Princess entered his sphere of awareness. The. I had a nice, long, hot shower, then a barber showed up in my room and made short work of my beard and longish hair. I felt strange looking at myself in the mirror, because the face looking back was no longer me. That thought gave me some restless moments, but I steeled myself and put on the flight suit my old unit had scrounged up for me to wear.The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent in an endless series of debriefings. Everyone from Public Affairs to Counter-Intelligence paraded. I noticed the bottom half of it had gotten some soot on it from the floor. Antoine was always hauling all kinds of dirty equipment and stuff in the truck, and sitting it on the floor."Alright alright ... I'll take ya. But only if I can see you again Beb ... When can I see ya?" he asked."I don't know. Soon though" I said, kissing him on the cheek.He smiled "Good enough for me"...I was starting to panic as we got closer to Granny's house, and I was watching the sky get darker. I knew that I'd. If she wasn't so shy she would probably be with someone other then me. But I got lucky and we've been together for a year.“So mom, dad, want to know what came threw my window at 2 in the morning last night?” I say snidely staring at Amy. She looks me a look of surprise and anger. My parents look at me waiting for me to continue. “A drunk Amy. Sneaking in after a night of partying. Again.” I smile at her again. Checkmate bitch.“Again Amy?” My mom stands up angry. “You're wasting you life. I.