“Let’s head back to one of our bases.”“Works for me. The council will be making an announcement shortly, and then they will begin preparing ou... eggs for transit.”“Speaking about that, all their eggs aren’t beach ball sized, so Abi will need to recalculate how everything is stored. It’s not a huge issue though, she has more than enough room,” I said.“Alright, let’s head through and we can discuss everything over lunch. Yuki, would you mind opening a portal back to the base?”Yuki nodded. Turning,. "We have you, Aggie," Aunt Annie assured me from my other side. "You're okay." No, No, NO!" I screamed, thrashing and sobbing. I felt like I had a great, gaping wound where my heart should have been. "He's gone. I can't feel him anymore." What is she talking about?" Ramirez, look at me." Marcus pressed his free hand to my face, forcing me to gaze up into his dark eyes. I felt myself calming down little by little, though my eyes continued to spill tears. "He's not dead. I promise you, Talon is. "Jason, this is Jay. He's a photographer at the paper," Freya said witha smile. "Jay, this is my boyfriend Jason." She had a bubbly tone thatmade Esme wonder what happened to her friend from J-School. When hadshe been replaced by this...girl? This girl who talked about couches?Jay reached out first, and shook Jason's hand. "Great to meet you," hesaid. "Freya's terrific. A great editor. So, are you a journalist too?"Ah, the 'what do you do?' question. It was more polite, she supposed,than 'how. They took some gentle exercise morning and afternoon both days. She went into the office on Friday to put her Saturday article to bed and to make sure she had missed nothing important. She also discussed the future with the Art Editor."I wish I could stop you going," he said, "but I quite understand. Would you still be prepared to write your weekly column and still do some reporting from home?" You bet. Things will have to take a back seat when children arrive though." Understood. The other.