"Hey, Damian," he heard his mother shout from somewhere on the main floor. "You up now?"The boy paused and turned to answer, "Yeah, I'm just headed to...the bathroom." Can you hold off a sec? I really need your help," she replied, with some urgency."Well, I'd rather..."His mom quickly interrupted him, demanding he heed her call – “NOW”."Okay, okay," he said. "What's so urgent that I can't even take a leak first?" He uttered the words under his breath, hoping she might hear him...and she did."The. "There are a small number of people on this earth that we are intertwined with, not just one other." Taylor looked up from the book, eyes once again going to the sleeping Violet. Sleeping ... it helped to keep thinking of her like that. She was just sleeping. A sleep that would never end...No! Taylor would NOT let herself think like that! It had only been a couple days. Only ... four. Was that right? She was losing track. Let's see. It was Tuesday, so, yes, it was their fourth day, third since. Fuck, if they wanted someone to blame they could start with the moron politicians they elected. They were the people that kept setting the rules in favour of the elite.He'd read plenty of the 'hang 'em from the lampposts' comments on the mainstream news sites. He'd dismissed them as the rabid frothing of people too lazy to move their fat asses out from behind their keyboards and do something constructive with their lives. Had someone finally found enough of a spine to do something?They wouldn't. This was the longest time we'd spent in each other's company, but it hadn't been difficult at all; we fit. We seemed to fit together so easily. We didn't always like the same things, but it never seemed to matter; we seemed to have no problem respecting each other's differences. And in one particular area, we were completely compatible — sex.I smiled to myself, turning my face toward the late afternoon sun oozing its way between the ancient architecture laid out before me. I smiled, remembering.