.." Devlin, you don't have to justify your past to me. I could care less about your religious practices. And if she asks, you do realize that I'm more...Buddhist than any other faith." I smiled faintly. "Although that's not accurate either." Oh, I know. And she'll be alright once she sees you're Asian - I mean, Japanese." He winced."We all look alike." I said mildly.He blushed faintly. "You don't look like anybody else."I started to say he didn't either, but I stopped. "Actually, you look. Her robe was undone, and parted a few extra inches in the front as she walked. His eyes wandered down over the trail of exposed flesh, the inner curves of her breasts, her flat belly, to the naked slit between her legs, now freshly shaved and parted slightly to reveal a deep red, pulsing core. "You don't understand. He only sees me when I ask. I thought you knew that. It's me. I have to go." "You don't have to go, damn it! I love you, but even I have limits! Just how much more do you expect me. He reached halfway to the main entrance of the hospital. The flickering lights got brighter, as he got nearer to his destination. He was twenty meters away when he felt the cold breeze of air on his face. At ten meters he noticed the entrance to the outside world was open.Gazing at what was beyond the entrance, Billy whispered, “Max escaped.” Dropping his shoulders, he turned around to observe all the broken furniture. He detected something which looked like a figure of a body.It was Tony, the. I took it tentatively and finally spoke: "Hello?" Is this Ron Francis?" a man's voice asked."Yes." Are you originally from Aberdeen, Iowa?" he asked in a firm voice."Yes." I answered in a cautious voice. Who knew I was here? It must be someone from my hometown I reasoned."My name is Frank Trimble." he said, still with a confident tone. "You don't know me, but I'm calling on behalf of your mother." You are? Where is she? I've been looking all over for her. Is she OK? Can I see her?" I blurted.