After all, a deal was a deal, and six strokes was that deal, albeit set by her and not questioned by Tom. So, as she pulled her arm back and was ready...to bring the cane down, she knew she could at least make this stroke harder than the other five, and that was exactly what she did do. As the cane bit into Tom’s bottom and made it surrender before bouncing back out and swirling around as she pulled the cane back up, so she heard Tom’s even louder pain-filled cry as that sixth beautifully red. Just as I thought we were safe part of the balcony broke out from under me and we both started to slip. I thought then that we were going to die. All three of us including the beautiful baby that was growing inside of me. I don’t normally pray but at that moment I prayed that both my sister and child would be saved. I didn’t care about me. We continued to slip and then I felt something grab onto my legs. We were being pulled up. My sister’s weight pulling me one way and whoever grabbed onto me. The first two tried to get at Mercy, she whacked her staff at their gunsbefore they could raise them at her. She tripped them off of their feetwhile a third tried to fire at her. She sensed what was happening andkicked at him, using her staff to pole vault into air over the attackerand land on his shoulders to which she used her momentum to tackle himto the ground while he landed hard on his gun, knocking the man outcold.Becky had an easier time as she flung small fireballs at the threetrying. Heather smiled nervously. "Can't get anything past you, can I?" Sheswallowed hard. "Yes. I like girls." Heather finally had said out loudwhat she'd wanted to say for a couple of years."Nervous talking about this." Heather said with a slight shaky grin."I've never actually told anyone before, not even..."Faye got up and went over to Bobbie's friend. This whole helping peoplething was still new to her. While it was nice to be able to help peoplein ways other than ones involving personal.