"T.S. ELIOT. The WastelandChapter 1: A Handful of Dust15th April 2001Sometimes the rats came, but tonight, thankfully, was not one of those nights. Wh...n they did come, Mary could do little about it. They would scurry around her feet, noses twitching over the debris which people had left behind - hamburger cartons, cigarette packets, chocolate wrappers. Mary would sit in her doorway and watch them, always nervous that one of the creatures would come too close. If one did, she'd make a vague. Also I think your mom tells you she doesn’t have the money because she doesn’t want you dressing older. She is trying to keep you a little girl, though with Millie, a little girl, that shouldn’t be necessary if you want to grow up. You are the oldest though so you have to blaze the trails.” I felt it necessary to downplay her younger sister Millie, because mom quite obviously played favorites with Millie her baby girl. “Can we go to the Gap?”“Yeah let’s go right now and get you something to. There would be far too many questions," she informed me.I simple nodded. She returned in a few minutes with a nurse. "Yes Maxine, what can I do for you?" the slightly over weight, red haired nurse asked. The nurses in the Aster Medical Center were almost all a few pounds over weight, it seemed. At times it as though they were cookie cutter images of one another."I need to see the doctor." I stated flatly."Is there something I can help you with?" she asked in a concerned voice."No, I'm ready to. Coj swallowed hard. The magic was getting stronger, and he could feel his will becoming weaker; any lesser man would probably already be out of his clothes, if not out of his mind. Coj gathered the remainder of his inner strength to fight the enemy's increased onslaught. The presence of ill-intentioned magic was subtle no longer, and there was a clear and palpable intention pressing in on Coj, trying to make him yield, but Coj would not be conquered so easily. He wanted to strike back at.