Misty attemptedto push her way past the group of boys only to find herself flat on herass. "Fuck!" Misty cried as she hurriedly attempted to regain h...rfooting. "This isn't funny guys!" she yelled.Dylan looked down at the small red headed girl and grinned as shedesperately attempted to push past the boys for a second time. "I don'tthink she needs those shoulder pads, do you?" Dylan asked mockingly.Misty shut her eyes as one of the boys grabbed her by the back of theshoulder pads and viciously. "What is it what do you see?" The big bear wanted answers realising something was happening to him now.The sand drained to the final granules and they could see a big hand clock ticking down. It was a special dial maybe only counting fifteen minutes on the full face. The clock and trigger seemed connected in some way. Scooter babbled in a nervous voice."Oh shit Danny it's a gun shit its going to go off when the timer finishes." When.?" He shouted."I don't, know maybe fifteen minutes."Danny. ‘Did you get all of your exams made up from last semester?’ Shane asked. Ayla toyed with the broccoli on her plate and nodded. ‘I’m all set to register for next semester too,’ Ayla murmured. ‘Aya, I know you’re still upset, but it wasn’t your fault,’ Shane reminded her gently. ‘I know that. I’m not even ready for kids yet. It was just such a shock …’ she trailed off and took a sip of her cola to force herself to remain calm. ‘Have you told your dad?’ Shane asked cautiously. ‘It’s only been. Alternative-alternatives are a special case and need to be signed by an angel, third class. I’ll try Terry.”“Terry the angel? Are you serious?”“What do you want? You want them all called ‘Alchizedek’?”“Well, I mean Terry?”“Okay, I’ll try Terence the Golden.”“Better, much better”He, kind of faded, then came back into focus “Okay, that’s fine. Let’s go”They walked over to his house, the one that his wife had told him she’d always wanted to live in. There she was, in the garden, clipping the lawn.