Have you been waiting for me?’ ‘Ah…yes…’ Ann stammered. ‘I know you probably couldn’t wait for me to get here,’ he said. He brushed by...her and walked into the living room. ‘Mr. Lewis, I…we…this is wrong,’ Ann said. ‘I can’t…not again.’ ‘Come on now, Ann, don’t start that again,’ he said, ‘Of course you can. And you will.’ His expression hardened and his eyes got cruel. ‘Otherwise, I might have to let district headquarters know just what kind of person their newest managerial candidate really. "Excuse me, Miss?" her voice is foreign, and spoken with refinery. I try to speak, but my mouth is so dry, my tongue fat and useless. The edges of the room begin to fade, the thing within moves, a ripple of flesh quivers across my abdomen in its wake. I try to put my arm over myself to hide it, but I know the old woman has seen, her eyes took on a tarry look."What in God's name is wrong with you, miss?" she said, clutching at her bath robe. I cant even begin to think of the words to tell her,. When I rose up and began to walk over to it I felt the tug of something holding me from moving away. It wasnt until then that I noticed I was still holding her hand and had been the entire time we had been walking&hellip, Kari looked up at me and seemed to have a sad look on her eyes. She pulled me back towards her until I sat back down on the bench next to her. I looked at her in the eyes and she looked in to mine&hellip, before I knew it my lips felt the sweet embrace of hers. At first it was. . prettier ... Meggie. See you when you get back.”“Aye-aye, Sergeant Jack!”“That’s ‘Master Sergeant Jack’ to you, kid!”Meg stuck out a surprisingly long, pink tongue, then flounced off down the hall.The pizza arrived. I paid and tipped the kid, then got out plates and napkins and put them on the breakfast table in the kitchen.“Soup’s on, Sis!”“Coming!”Meghan came into the kitchen barefoot, and still in her swimsuit, a very skimpy bikini. The triangular top – some shiny, stretchy material – was.