My torturer fluffed and lifted and scrunched my curlsall the while cooing and clucking. "Oh you turned out nicely." Shelaughed "Such pretty curls". ...She finished it all off with what seemedlike a half a can of hair spray."Young lady..." the stylist called out to Rina who was already finished."Come look." Rina walked over and with sad eyes looked me over. "Whatdo you think of your little friend?" the stylist asked her. "Isn't hepretty??" Um... Very nice," Rina blushed and stuttered.I. Now he was here he wasn’t sure how to pose the questions without her knowing who he truly was. He wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t try to hand him back to Vasari.“No,” Renita said making him look up. “I don’t know what you’re up too, Mike, but I’m sure you wouldn’t come here if it weren’t important.”He nodded and understood why she stressed his name. As a precaution, he erected a sound shield over them, and she sat up straighter when she felt him use his magic. “What happens when the crown fails?”. . barely. The Jack who fathered your triplets? What do you think?" We want you to watch something ... this is your life before Jack."They showed it to her in her mind.Sultry's life played itself out in fast forward. When anything noteworthy happened, it slowed down. There were parts she didn't remember ... parts she wished she didn't remember ... it was awful ... it was sad ... it got worse when she was 12 and the neighbor ... Oh My God ... he wasn't a boy. It was his father ... John ... she. I knew for a fact that he texted because he would do nothing but in our class. I thought about it for a moment as my heart rate returned to normal. "Hi, Mister Laz? It's Megan," I texted him. After a moment he answered "Well hello there! :)" To be honest, we actually had a pretty decent conversation. He and I talked about different things that we knew about and stuff we told each other about. I know that it is extremely unorthodox and frankly illegal, but I didn't care..