Iris dropped to a knee beside her.“Are you okay?” she asked.“Not really.” Breathing raggedly through her open mouth, Rebecca tongued back sali...a that wanted to leak from the corners. She belched again, wet and loud, and excused herself.Younger-Rebecca took a half-step toward her ailing visitor and though frustrated, looked concerned. “Who are you?” she questioned again.“In a minute, okay? Can you help me up, please?” Iris helped her onto the edge of the mattress. Nodding, she said: “I don’t. The speech got faster and faster. His hands gestured like an Italian of my time. It was interesting looking at him even if I did not understand what he was saying. I was not the only one, because the priests and the Romans with me were the same way.The next morning was too early but I got up anyway. I had to do some stretches and calisthenics and I felt much better. We had eaten a lot last night and I was not hungry yet.The guards got up later and after their morning rituals they had some water. Jenn walked in embarrassing her.“I have higher standards now,” she said looking at me and taking my hand. “I am sorry Jennifer, Michael makes me feel really important.”“Don’t worry Isabel, he does the same for me all the time,” Jennifer said to her.“That’s really sweet of you, Jennifer.”“Have you told anybody what part you are trying out for?” I asked.“Nope.”“Keeping it a secret?” Jenn followed up.“Yep! Need to know,” she said breaking into a huge smile and giggle.We spent another hour with. More silver notches for me." A twisted smile appeared under his white ski mask. The little craft skimmed the surface of the snow as he reached seventy miles an hour. Vlad quickly closed the glimmering white gap between him and the retreating SRT-8."You fucking prick! Get your ass back here and get back in position," Max shouted into his microphone. Everyone but Vlad had reluctantly broken off the chase and returned to their assigned positions. Max knew they were pissed at him for breaking off.