" She said bluntly, her blue eyes cold as ice. Moria shook her head, something cold had grabbed her stomach."He packed all his stuff up last week and ...aid he didn't know where he was going, but he wasn't coming home. He hasn't called me since and I've been worried sick. Every thing went into that little modified truck of his with the flames down the side and he left. I mean he is 18 so he has the right to do as he pleases but he could have at least called." Mrs. Duffy's lip trembled. . it landed across the centre of the pink bottom in front of him. The owner of that bottom sucked in her breath sharply and rocked forward slightly onto the balls of her feet before returning to her position just in time for …..WHACK….. it happened again. It had already happened twice before this narrative started and it was destined to happen twice more before the voice of authority commanded ‘Stand up and join the others…NEXT…knickers down…bend over’ This scene was taking place in a school. He’d kept tabs on me ever since.“Yeah, well. It makes me feel old, so stop it.” He grinned. I managed a weak smile in return.“But what are you doing here? At The Ball I mean?” He was dressed as a vampire, like me, only his costume was far better than mine.“I was invited by some clients. How do you feel?”I tried to sit up and groaned as the pain shot through me again. “Like someone just kicked me in the ribs.”“Always the smart-arse. Okay, let’s get you to the hospital and see what the damage. After leaving the store I was walking on King Street toward Tyndall when a very handsome young man, carrying what looked like a very expensive camera, came up to me and said, “Excuse me, but I’m wondering whether you could help me with something?”I replied, “Maybe. It depends what it is.”He said, “Well my name is Rick, and I’m a photography student at a local college. Part of our course requires each of us to do a themed photo project, and my theme is The Breast of Toronto. Instead of using.