"This is Mark. But ... you two KNOW each other?!" Oh shit!" said Mark as Julie stood frozen, staring at him. Then he laughed. "Yeah, I guess you could...say we know each other. Bob ... Lori ... I'd like to introduce you to my sister Julie. Well, Step-Sister, actually. But we grew up together since we were both about eight."There was a prolonged silence in the room as all the occupants thought about the conundrum that had just presented itself."Mark!" stammered Julie again.He smiled and said "Hi. Awed by the spectacle, the man stopped and was surprised to find that these bursts of brilliance were not only magnificient to behold, they also warmed his face, gently caressed his skin and even managed to penetrate his chest and touch his soul.The light of day changed the man, for not only did he see things as they were now, he also saw the beauty in them, what they could be and how much he longed to feel your touch when he shaped them.And so he shaped and rejoiced in the gift you had given. He went to the restroom to clean up, and came out looking as if nothing had happened. I poured him a mug of coffee and pointed at the pastries. He smiled and pulled a sheet from the roll of paper towels, and carried both coffee and a sweet roll toward my office. He sat in one of the chairs next to Yori at the table, and said, "Christ, Johnson, you were always so mellow and energetic in Florida. Who would believe you could be at the heart of all this shit?"I almost laughed at the man's. There's a hide further along The Drain." She pointed along the ditch that ran beside the cottage and on down to the coast. "They are probably off down there." Oh, right. Seems a bit late though. It will be dark in an hour or so." There's no accounting for twitchers," Krysta said. "If they hear there's something unusual around they'll be dozens of them turning up in no time. Mind you it's more likely they're installing themselves so they can catch the last of the birds flying in at sunset.".