.. ‘ don’t worry, I should be in very soon after you.xxx Pat xxx’It being too early for a drink, I made a coffee and sat down quietly in the lou...ge. In the silence, there was a low buzz that made me glance up from my newspaper, and my eye was also drawn to slight movement. The tables were turned! Pat was using the home-cam to look at me.Intriguing. What was she expecting? Or was she simply letting me know that she too could now use it? I grinned, stuck my tongue out and went back to reading my. ' She whined endlessly about how her social set would react of they found out that Jane was old enough to be a grandma, and she wasn't happy about it in the least."I don't know her well, but she seemed to be totally caught up in herself, and even the thought of having an adult daughter was repulsive, so she tries to live as if Rebecca doesn't exist any longer."It made me very angry to see someone as self-absorbed as Jane Temple. I don't know how Rebecca has kept her experience with Jane to. A few days later, my phone rang. The voice was electronically disguised,but essentially told me that by that point I knew Victoria was stillalive, and if I was interested in seeing her alive again, I needed to goto the point of the explosion in the east side. I didn't hesitate,costume up and away I went. The teleporter was there. He simply held outhis hand to me, he didn't say a single word. I took it, and witheverything slowed down as I was waiting for a trap, I felt the bubbleform around us. But now he's suddenly taken charge of the whole situation.He went to the library this morning leaving us girls to ourselves. He came back with a pile of books called, among others, 'The Incest Survivor's Handbook.'I so hate that term 'survivor.' I mean, what is a non-survivor? Someone who commits suicide I suppose. But then, somebody that depressed must have more than one reason to do themselves harm, must they? It never entered my mind to do that to myself. Where there's life there's hope and.