She is really in shape still at this age and sometimes felt for her but could not have the courage to do anything due to strong traditional background...of my family and hers too.I thought of trying this app on her. When i went to her place that day, she was lying on her bed watching TV. On seeing me she welcomed me and bought tea for me. I showed her the phone and she appreciated it as she was also a gadget freak. I said “let me show you some apps in it” and opened that hypnotism software and. She went to the kitchen to fix a salad which she took to the den and turned on her computer. An e-mail was waiting from Richard. She was terrified to open it so she stood up and started to leave the room. At the door, curiosity won over fear and she returned to sit in front of the screen. Still she couldn’t make her hand push the read button, and she stared at the screen for two minutes without moving. Finally she clicked the mouse. ‘Oh my, Chantal, you sound so unhappy. No one as young and. They’re the only one who can go into a collapsed timeline.” he explained. “I had pulled you all out of that time via one of our portals, to save you, because the timeline was collapsing due to what someone did there.”“I’m guessing we don’t have one of those.” I said.“No. That guy, with the long black hair, named Jason. He was one. It was Jason who caused the timeline to collapse, though not of his own will, and it killed him in the process.” He explained.“Well that sucks.” I said.“You had. Agness and I left early enough to enjoy the deer, and turkeys feeding in the freshly cut corn fields. The pre-dawn sky displayed several hues of blue. To the west the light blue turned aqua just before streaks of violet, reds, oranges and eventually yellow where the sun touched the earth. Geese littered the sky as they too were descending on the grain fields for their evening meal. The most delightful scene was my exquisite wife Agness sitting next to me. She was holding my hand as always.