"I've been thinking" Stacey said as she looked deeper into my eye's and this scared me a little, "Here it is, she's gonna try to back out now" was the...first thought that popped into my head, "I think we should spit someone else" was what she said, "NO NO you agreed to do me, its what I want, please!" was my frantic answer hoping to get her to change her mind, "Oh no babe, that’s not what I meant, we invited more people then we have meat, you wont be enough" was her answer, "OH you scared me I. That’s why I came.” Miranda uncrossed her legs and sighed. She looked at me and said, “Brandon, how can you still love me? How can you let two years go by and not even try to talk to me?” “I could ask the same of you,” I said. “Okay, you want a reason? I’ll give you a reason. It was me. I was tired. I was scared that we weren’t going anywhere. I had to get out. Why? I don’t really fucking know. I just knew that I had to leave.” I was now thoroughly confused. Miranda was tired and scared that. ......” I was speechless. How are you suppose to react if your kidnapper suddenly all of a sudden claims to be God.After I quickly regain my composure I asked with no small amount of sarcasm, “What does your Almightiness want with this lowly servant?”[I AM SORRY TO ANNOUNCE THAT I WILL HAVE TO KICK YOU OUT OF MY COSMOS]“Huh?” I respond, once again completely caught off guard.‘This person genuinely believe he’s God.’ I realize. ‘I’m dealing with a complete nutcase.’“May I ask why?” I decided. "Call 'em -- right now!"Sam sped out of the park and onto the bridge. The traffic was considerable. As he approached the far side, he heard sirens behind him, but noted to his dismay that the drawbridge just behind him once again was rising.Sam had almost cleared the bridge when he saw the Volvo wagon scream out onto the highway ahead of him, raising a huge cloud of dust. The big car swerved dangerously, and cars ahead of Sam came to a sudden stop to avoid colliding with it. Sam was temporarily.