Fran, who had two older sisters,would often tell me how lucky I'd been to be spared such torments, butI'd never believed her because to me, having bro...hers or sisters hadalways felt like something I'd missed out on."Yeah right," Fran had scoffed once when I'd revealed these thoughts toher, "I hated my sisters growing up. Didn't help that I was the youngesteither. They made my life a misery most of the time ." She had many sobstories on this subject, like having to wear her sisters old clothes. .. thing that had dared to hurt one of his. The pathway he traveled wasn’t long, though how that translated to the real world, he wasn’t sure. It was just a second before he was stopped by a green wall, a barrier. The emerald cable seemed to come from the wall, not necessarily through it, and he couldn’t progress any further.He imagined himself standing on a plain, a green wall in front of him like the wall around a city. It was featureless except for threads that emerged from the fabric of the. “How about doing something tomorrow night? I know a place up in the hills, good steak, though the house band is all country.” Mel let the words fade, waiting for Tracy to pick them up, and to his surprise she did. Tracy smiled, rolled the invitation around in her mind for a second, looked at him sideways and said “Mel, you’re so straight it’s adorable. And I’d love to. Be nice to just enjoy the simple things in life, right?” And that put him back on top of the world. A date, a beautiful date,. I'dd spent the last two days getting drunk, getting laid, and sleeping in. I was working hard on a third day when she showed up. The bar got quiet when she walked in -- not because she didn't belong, but because of the air about her.She walked over to my table and gave the men on either side of me a look which caused them to get scarce. No one in their right mind wants to deal with an irate Erosceror. But sometimes they're your sister. Most of the regulars knew her, of course, so it wasn't hard.