All this had first started after I came home from my daily run one day. As soon as I reached my driveway, I had this feeling with me like there was so...eone around. I looked around with what bit of daylight that we had, but I couldn’t see anyone or anything and having your house being completely hidden by trees doesn’t help either. Anyone could be using that as a cover and could see me come and go at any time without my knowing it. I wasn’t what you would call scared, but I was curious and. ” This time his touch felt normal.“How much of that was your doing?” I asked.“About half. We need to practice the hard part. Keep your body solid, but make your arm as insubstantial as fog. Nod when you think you might have it.”It took 10 tries before it worked. Then I alternated solid and thin as air 10 times in a row. “Carol, please thank Mr. X and return us both.” I did what Filene asked.Back in The Grotto, Filene commented that this was the first time I ever took someone back to The Grotto. Mine aren't. As long as they get even a bit of light (even firelight) they will pick up enough of a charge to be pinged and to move to new locations. In sunlight they should have a better range than a couple of miles, but I bow to the battlefield expertise that you have. I'm trying to make them fifty percent heavier than they are now and put most of that weight into propulsion systems while keeping them able to be launched with any standard grenade launcher.I'm not sure I succeeded but I hope. "While you were gone, the calls started." Calls?" Cal asked."From football coaches," Martin said with a grin. "They were all looking for a kicker." Am I supposed to call back?" I told them that you had already started at your chosen school," Martin answered. "I hope that was all right." You maybe could have saved yourself a lot of money if one of them gave me a scholarship," Cal prompted."That's not an issue," Martin assured his son. "Would you really have considered going anywhere else?" No. I.