’“Um ... Question, please?” Terisa asked, looking confused. “You said, “Teleport? So this thing didn’t create a wormhole and swoosh her aw...y? She was teleported, directly?”‘There is no evidence of a wormhole being opened, ‘ the Praetor patiently told her.“But, when we came back from that, whatever or wherever we were,” Terisa argued, starting to sound frantic, “the grass was burnt from the energy expended to travel that far!”“That only means that this machine can create wormholes, or teleport,”. Hardly anyone recognizes me when I´m not in costume.’ ‘Kålrot means swede, by the way, as in swede the vegetable-root-thing. Everyone says it suits me since I´m a Swede and a bit of a vegetable.’ ‘At least you´re healthy.’ ‘Sure. Plenty of fiber. Eat me and shit like a queen.’ ‘I´ll bear that in mind if I get too constipated with my own success and fame.’ ‘Yeah, money up your arse is hell on your healthy bowel-movements. Never had that problem, at least.’ ‘You got a lot of problems?’ ‘No, not. “I may have to come in and check you out,” he said, proffering a smile and a wink. Wait a sec. Did he just wink at me?“You don’t need to go in to check me out,” I replied, “I’m right here.”Oh my God. I couldn’t believe the words just fell out of my mouth like that. He smiled.“So, come on in,” he offered, taking a step back and offering the open space in front of me. Now normally, I would not walk into a guy’s apartment unless I knew him very, very well. I am just not that type of gal. But, this. I live with my dad now because my mum has been ill in the hospital for the past year, so they thought it was a very good idea if I moved in with him. I love spending time with my dad; I’m a right Daddy's girl. Every school play I had he'd turn up to, every parents evening, every sports day. I loved my dad. So being this way, when I asked him if he'd come to parents’ evening at the college in a week, he agreed of course. So came the night of my parents evening, and Dad dressed up smart, as he.