”Probably to forestall any more questions from her cousin, Felicia asked a big one, “Do your parents know?”“Mine don’t and I plan on keeping...it that way,” Jenny said, still in her most self-confident voice. Good girl! “I don’t know about Mr. and Mrs. Larson. They haven’t said anything but some of the looks I’ve gotten from Mrs. Larson have been a little strange.”“Yeah, I think Mom is wondering what’s going on,” Trish put in. “I’m sure she knows you’re more than just a normal friend but I don’t. Or something. I mean, we might have already done the fire one, if the temple arson counts.”That kind of bothered me. A two-day quest like that was probably way too short to get mentioned in some kind of crazy prophecy.“Well, I guess that’s all fine, but our goals stay the same,” I said, “How long until-”There was knocking on the door, and Calliope’s annoyed voice filtered through the wood. “Are you guys done with your secret meeting or whatever? I’ve got to get to work and Voss doesn’t want to. Billy begged and pleaded, but I kept saying no. He said he'd be careful, he'd pull out, he'd only do it when I was "safe." I knew better.I knew what the result of actually doing it would be, though. There were more than a few girls who'd gotten themselves "in trouble" at school. Maybe I'd be careful at first and only do it in the "safe" times. Maybe I'd be lucky the first few times. But I knew me all too well. It'd be just like everything else. Once we started, I'd just want to do it all the. I need some help getting into and out of the chair.”“Do you need help with going to the bathroom?”She blushed.“Yes. Unless I use a bedpan, I need help getting to and from the toilet.”“My assistant is working on getting a wheelchair for you. When we stop, I want you to get all the stuff you need, like a bedpan and anything else that will help you. How about bathing and dressing?”“I can’t get to a shower or a bath without help. I can pretty much dress myself, though it takes some time. It’s a lot.