His place was too small for all of them, so Darlene, Linda and Sophie had to stay where they were.Harriet visited him a week later, looking for inform...tion. “I’ve got details for the others, but I need next of kin, contact numbers and the like for you and Zandra,” she explained. “I’m setting you up with the Confederacy as a pre-pack. You can’t all go round together every day. With a planned pre-pack you’ll have enough notice to get together in advance, before the Marines arrive.”Carl had heard. I told her you couldn’t really tell, but she knew I was lying. She agreed to do it for a little while, but the band aids were going back on before too long. She was still very reluctant and not convinced we hadn’t crossed the line.We went back to the party and mingled and I was a little surprised, no one else seemed to notice, or at least not care. Huh, I thought to myself, I guess it wasn’t a big deal after all, no one cares but me. I wanted to make sure everyone got a peek so we walked. "She knows I'm in here," I said ever so softly, but with certainty. "Nothing gets past Evie." Let's put our clothes on," Inez whispered in my ear. Taking a couple of sheets of tissue paper, she proceeded to clean us both off, and we got dressed."Wait here," she instructed me, before opening the door, and slipping outside into the apartment proper.I heard their voices, with an occasional giggle or two mixed in, coming from out in the kitchen. Finally, I heard Inez's voice, calling to me."It's. I groggily stood up and walked to the wall mirror I had next to my bed. I looked at myself. At 17, I wasn’t bad looking. I had bluish-green eyes, a well-chiseled body and light brown dirty hair. At 6 foot 2, I was one of the highest scoring Shooting Guard in my school’s basketball team, the Vipers.At some point I forgot to put on some clothes, so I trotted down the stairs wearing only my boxers. My dad left us when I was 2 years old, so I don’t know him that well. Good thing my mother has a.