She’d stayed out too late on her birthday and come home half-lit. Her daddy (well… step-father, if you want to be technical) had told her that, h...d she called, he would have picked her up. Instead, she decided to drive herself. Somehow, she’d made it home safely and without being noticed by the local police. But, she was still drunk and driving and Daddy had caught her as she came in. So, he grounded her for a month.And, a week later, she was sitting at dinner with Mom and Daddy.Mom was,. I'dseen hints of it before. That had felt like he'd absorbed thenredirected the energy of my punch back at me - in addition to his ownpunch... with interest. Some kind of kinetic energy storing andrelease power? Right then. Don't hit Gong.Gong approached and he looked calmly down at me. He'd been holdingback. So had I. "Jess, don't let your emotions-" I webbed his eyes andhis feet. No punches there. Gong let out a strangled cry as he fell. Ilaunched myself at Gyrich. The punch I delivered to. I finally gathered enough courageto compliment her.“You’re looking…beautiful.” I smiled at her.She pulled the car to the side of the road and looked at me. “Are you nervous forthis?”I let out a little laugh. “Maybe a bit.”She smiled. “It’ll be a lot more enjoyable if you just relax. We don’t need to doanything that you don’t want to.”“Alright. That sounds good.”“So,” she said, turning her head. Whenever we would talk, we would have this half smile, and the look in our eyes that we both knew, we wanted eachother. One day, while i was working on the cabinets in the kitchen, no one else on the job site, she showed up to check on the progress of her new home. I was laying on the ground when she walked in and saw me. "Hey you," she said as she noticed my legs in my tight work jeans with holes in the knees. I leaned up and replied, "hey cutie, how are you doing today?" I noticed that day,.