I looked pretty pissed off but didn’t make a big deal of it, just turned and walked away from her. She breathed a sigh of relief and left, pulling t...e elastic tying back her long blonde hair and letting it fall around her shoulders. She ran her fingers through her hair shaking it loose as she walked, then looped the elastic in a knot with the spare she had with her, putting them both in the pocket of her jeans.The streets were quiet and deserted and she looked up at the stars as she walked,. .. I can't watch her die, Rob."Die. The word hit Robert like a linebacker. Spirit Guard Tenacity wasabout to die. Eli's sister was about to die. Somewhere along the way,Robert had convinced himself the Spirit Guard would win the day. Bruised,yes. But not beaten. They were heroes after all.But this wasn't a comic book. Justice didn't just prevail in the realworld. The real world was messy, cruel, and unfair. Villains could winhere. Heroes could die here.Behind him, he could hear Cory choking. 'This is easy, ' I thought, 'all I have to do is think about blue skies and green hills and this will be a breeze.'Not for the first time since I'd been arrested, I was wrong.The second screen lit up. It showed a schoolroom and a fresh-faced girl who could have been under 18. She was wearing a blazer, tie, white shirt, pleated skirt and long white socks — the shirt was clearly at least two sizes too small for her voluptuous breasts. They had done their homework — they knew exactly which of my. Then I thought about Ben with his adolescent antics and how amusing he was, but how he would probably always be that way with no direction in his life other than having fun. This led to my thought that just because I was going to grow up, it didn’t mean that I had to become some deep and serious person just yet. I could still listen to Dashboard Confessional (but not in large doses) and still be pissed off that the economy is down the toilet and we’re bombing the hell out of yet another.