Perhaps, in time, she might come to feel something for me.When I returned to Harvard’s companion selection center later that afternoon, I was told t...at two of the four women I was supposed to be meeting were sisters who just happened to be at a local pizza joint last night and were caught up in a pick-up. Since I hadn’t officially promised to take them, they went ahead and signed on with another sponsor with open slots to fill. I gathered that one of the companions who hadn’t been picked must. He'd found individuals of other species that were taller thanhim, but they were rare. His height had its advantages, but it did makeclothes shopping (already something he considered a chore) moredifficult than it had to be. It was hard to find shirts that fit, andeven harder to track down pants which weren't too short on him. So whenthe hole in the left shoulder of his favorite shirt caught on somethingthe other day and tore, he had been upset. Even at twenty five, Tobiasowned just enough. " Liam reached for Gina's hand and laced his fingers with hers. "I'll give her the option, but I'm sure she'll want to come, too. Dad, don't worry about it. Everything will be okay. I'll be there soon. I love you."Liam replaced the phone in its cradle and stared off into the darkness for a few moments. He slouched in the bed and pulled Gina into his arms. As he caressed her side, his tears flowed steadily. "That was Dad, Gina. He woke up and Mom had died in her sleep."Gina clung to Liam and. He watched her wake up, saw the confusion when she realized she couldn't move. It was always the same. The confusion and then the dawning horror that she was tied down. And then came the pleading and the crying. But tonight he was in too good of a mood to even worry about the knife. The knife couldn't call to him tonight. This night was his."Do you know who I am?" he whispered to her, wiping her face down with a wet cloth.She whimpered and tried to move her arms, to get up."Do you know who I.