It's her I'm most worried about," Tyler's grandfather grumbled ashe drank his whiskey and let out a long, angry growl. "You know whatthese goddamn Mus...ims are like..."As the men of the family offered their criticism of their country's newcommander-in-chief, Tyler sat back and tried to drown out the noise. Itdidn't matter to him whether the president was Obama or McCain- fromhis limited perspective, nothing would change. He would still betrapped in a body that didn't belong to him, he'd still. There had been some minor discipline for all parties involved. “Yeah, that’s what I heard. But there was also a fight? That’s where you got the black eye, isn’t it?”Now I could see anger coming to his face. “Yes, sir,” his head had come up, and he was looking at me with a challenge in his eyes. “They started giving Mary a hard time because we came from the station bilges. I can take it, sir, but nobody messes with Mary.”“I see. So, you defended Mary, and paid for it with a shiner. How about the. Also fragte ich:„Und wie?“„Ich kann nicht glauben, dass dein Kleiderschrank nur aus Rollis und Latzhosen besteht. Genauso wie bei mir nicht nur Hawaihemden und Bluejeans hängen. Wenn wir schon zum Ball gehen, dann lass es uns zu einem unvergesslichen Erlebnis für alle machen.“ Ich schaute ihn an. Sollte ich es wagen? Ob ich das Kleid für ihn tragen? Ich schaute zu meinem Schrank. „Okay. Aber nicht kucken.“,sagte ich. Ich ließ ihm fast keine Zeit sich umzudrehen, als ich mir schon den Pullover. ‘OK, Jack. I suppose you are right.’ We were walking towards the lift when she said. ‘I’m glad it has been painful for you.’ She grinned at me. ‘It means I am getting to you, Jack.’ Was I right? I think so, much as I was coming to the conclusion that Ally would be steadfast, there was still that little Gremlin that reminded me that I could still be deserted some time in the future. We were travelling back the next day. Ally had been very thoughtful for most of the morning. I did wonder what.