She felt helpless in her own home, unable to confront her fervent wishes and embarrassing fears.The phone rang one afternoon as Helen stared dejectedl... at the flickering television. Her usual tidy habits had fallen into occasional fits and spurts to keep order in her home. Truthfully, neither she nor her son caused much disorder as he was never home long and she sat and moped.To her surprise, it was Jimmy."Uh, hello Mrs. Drost. Is Eric there?" Why Jimmy, it so nice to hear from you. No, Eric is. No matter how hard I tried I could not get rid of it completely. Only by running the clone tool from the boot log would there be no tracks to cover. If I had to go with the second option, I had to pray Michael didn't have access to CIA software.The problem for that morning was to get the purse with the drive past the guard and into the locker. Even there I had to get it into a safe place. That thing was poison with a capitol P. If the good guys ran across that program, we would have some heavy. I'll bet he has a zillion emails that will take him a week. I found myself speeding three times, so I tried to use the cruise to control the speed, but there was too much traffic. My biggest decision was whether to stop near home and do my makeup and hair or wait until I could do it better in my room. Aha. I'll park on the street, go in the front door, fix myself up and then go up to our place. For God's sake, Cynthia, get control of you.I changed to one of his favorite blouses and left my. . not an Earthling like you... but... you know... an Earthling like..." It's okay, Slurry," he reassured her. "I know what you meant." I'm sorry," she said, seemingly near tears now. "I'll just leave you alone. Talk to you later." Slurry," he said patiently, "did you com me for some reason?" Reason?" Yeah," he said. "You know, to convey or request some information? That's usually why someone coms someone else."She shook her head again and then took a deep breath. "I just wanted to know if you'd.