"When I watch you dealing with other people, I'm struck by how caring and sensitive you are. You're honest and forthright in your feelings. You touch ...eople. It isn't a superficial touch, but one that reaches into them and touches their spirit. You let them know that they aren't alone. You let them know that they aren't unloved."I can easily see why they would want to sleep with you. If they've spent any time around you then they've seen the same things in you that I have seen. They have no. "ano ba yun? ano kailangan nyo? (What is that? what do you need?). My hubby replied "magpapahilot po sana ang misis ko, 3days na pong nilalagnat baka may pilay" (my wife needs to be check by you, she has a fever for the past 3 days maybe she has a broken bones or swollen nerve)."mang Nardo" replied, "naku naku, di nako nanghihilot, putang ina istorbo kayo may ginagawa ako sa kwarto e" (I don't do that anymore, you son of a bitch you are disturbing me I am doing something in my room).At that. "Claire's thoughts went back to where it had all began, over sixty yearsprior. She'd been a young teenage girl at the time. Earlier that day arumor had gone around about one of the boys in her class, that he hadbeen caught the day before wearing his mother's clothes. That he wantedto be a girl. Claire did not know the boy, whose name was Jeff. Oh, sheknew who he was, it was a small enough class that she knew most of thepeople's names at least, but she had never even spoken to him. It was petals, not snow. She walked to Elisa and saw she was crying. But why? She looked at the ground in front of Elisa and saw what Elisa had been crying over. Vilen’s body lay there. Or really a dream her, Lay on there on the ground covered in blood, Bit wounds on her neck. What had happened to her? Was it the demon she summoned? Did he do this? Or was it something else? Something stronger and bigger?Vilen leaned closer to her dead body and heard Elisa’s crying grow faint till it was gone..