She shifted a little away; was it coincidence? She had given no explicit sign, but I sensed she was aware of my nearness and felt crowded. I was in an...agony of suspense. If I made another move toward her she might leave altogether, then what should I do? To try to show I was merely another customer I picked a couple of books randomly off the shelf in front of me, then moved a little away from her.That her shift had not been coincidental was shown when she responded to my move away by edging. ’ ‘I came here not to listen to your blasphemy brother but to give you a warning. Perhaps your last.’ ‘Oh, be silent with thy dire dreck!’ I spun, putting my back to him, knowing he would never strike me. ‘Do you, you of all of them, think I care? This pitiful play goes on and I have already been given my verse. Perhaps, I shall speak the few lines, follow the stage marks and be the good little villain in your drama, but I will not be bored to death by the likes of you. Go peddle your. One kitchen, one washroom, one t.v. Nothing special. Her boyfriend wasn't home tonight, sleeping at his own house. I closed and locked her front door as I entered. I walked towards her bedroom and gradually walked there. Her bedroom door was slightly opened, making my job much more easier. I could see Sarah sleeping on her back under the blanket. Her head was outside the blanket, all glowing through my night-vision goggles. I crept my way towards her bed and looked down at her. I looked down. " She's right," Cory said with a sigh. "The Americas Council is nearly as bollixed up as the European Council, but they're all we have." Well, maybe our path is to change this whole Council system," Sean said stubbornly."That may be so, Lad," Cory replied sadly. His words carried the weight of his years one hundred eleven years, even though he only looked about twenty. "None of us knows where our path will lead or what burdens we will bear. But, if you think of doing away with the Council, you.