When my brother and I were at school, he would sort out any boys that laughed at me because I was a midget. He would wait for them at the school gates...and give them a hiding. I rather liked watching him.Andrew was my rock in more ways than one. Sometimes at my husband's suggestion, I would sit on our Alsation dog and have a trip around the extensive grounds of the house. I had to wear a loose-fitting dress on such occasions it was the only way that I could ride the dog astride.My performance. " Came my own voice from the intercom.I looked at the speaker and frowned."I am not used to movement in this manner Janus, this is nothing like the repair drones." I said.Suddenly Janus appeared in front of me, offering me her hand."I am sorry, I didn't think to calculate Jacobs movements and put them into a usable algorithm" She said.I accepted her hand, feeling the information download into me, I knew she was using the avatar to interact with me like we had with Jacob."It's okay, You have to. I hadn't planned on saying anything. “Yeah, what,” one of the movers replied. “Could you please not stack those in front of other peoples' doors?” “Look, if we could put em inside we would, but we can't because this lady wants to 'organize as she unpacks',” he replied in a very condescending tone. I fought the urge to be a smart ass. If they would take a minute to stack the boxes neatly they wouldn't take up so much space. I shrugged and went on down the stairs. I heard one of them say. I heard my sister enter the bathroom and turn on theshower down the hall as I felt the same 'autopilot' sensation from theshower take over. None of my clothes would cut it... but perhaps Elenahad something I could use? I sneaked down the hall and quietly enteredher room, shutting the door behind me. I didn't know what I was lookingfor and began opening her closet and dresser. To my own confusion, Iquickly stopped when I opened the top drawer of her dresser, mesmerizedby a variety of skimpy.