Sharing the welcomingof a new day with his mom was going to give them a new connection. Thisnew connection was going to strengthen the bonds between t...em. Lukemight be mad at how his mother treated him and hated her for that, buthe still loved her. Hate was not always the opposite of love. Hate cancome from someone you care deeply about mistreating you and that iswhere Luke's bad feelings for his mom came from.The mother and son sharing of the dark blue sky starting to be filledup with orange. .. what’s it called? An X.”“That’s like, $3 more.”Harry laughed.“I’ll pay the $3 if it’ll make you happy.”Claire smiled at him.“Thanks! You probably think I’m a real weirdo.”“Yeah,” Harry said, tussling her hair gently. “But not because you don’t like sitting next to strangers on the way to the movie.”Harry’s car was at the mechanic - he’d suggested they mix up their date, but Claire had insisted on seeing the latest superhero flick, and so they’d met at hers. Harry had never used a driver app. Put it on. Then get into bed.”“Do I have to wear the nightgown? I usually sleep naked.”“Really? Well here you do not. You will find it is not warm in here. Besides, it is easier to wash a nightgown than to be forever cleaning sheets as you will discover.”I did as she asked. The nightgown was long and plain cotton with long sleeves and a high neck. The only concession to femininity was a frill around the neck, and others at the hem and cuffs.“Now, into bed. You will see a chamber pot beneath if. It created no worries at all. I canceled it and was happy for a second, until I remembered refraction. The air/water boundary bends our sight, so where I see my knees isn't physically where they are. So the blob should've been created in the wrong place. Except maybe it was created in a place with the same refraction error as my knees, but refraction made them both appear to be in their right places. Or maybe my proximity sense and/or sense of the locations of my own body parts had influenced.