Mom & Mrs. Miller, and Sarah, fished bring out the rest of the food andsat down and we all started eating and talking. Meanwhile, Sarah keptteasing me... by try to help feed me my breakfast.Mom looked Sarah saying, so, did you two have a good time out on theswing set, letting the big boys push Jilly on the swing?Sarah & I both looked at each other. Mom knew what happen! She must havebeen listing or looking out from the open window. We figured we were bothin trouble now.Mom then looks at Sarah. I.s because that was the real Annie's last wish. She wantedto live on forever as a game hero!" And so, it seems, she has," Glammazon replied, "but since the release ofCyberAnnie into the public, there've been a rash of deaths connected tothe game, all of which involved players using Mark Two rigs orcompatibles, all of whom were fried to death in their rigs. IfWellington's planning something awful, I want to know all about it rightaway!" And I was one of them!" I said. "My rig's an old. Now that designation extended to Lit. For the rest of lunch, and even during the walk home, Lit stayed close to Julia. My sister might have been nine years older, but for Lit there was a serious case of hero worship developing. I don’t know if Julia was flattered by the attention, but I do know she always made herself available when Lit came to visit. That summer ended up being all about wrestling. I failed to make the team, but like Lit, I made it to all the local matches. Gary tutored me and. .. something sort of taps you on the shoulder. As you turn and try to focus, you’re pulled out of yourself and a little away from the scene. Like it or not, you get to see your demise.After all, if there wasn’t something “After” I wouldn’t be able to pass on this story to you. Would I?I know you’re asking yourself the how and why I can bring this story to you in this form. It’s better if for now you just accept that I can. Both the how and why will become evident as you read on.I can’t say that.