"Allie, baby. Are you OK? I mean, this is it, you know. We've worked for this, and now that it's here, are you still OK with it?" No, I'm not OK."Oh, ...hit, Abigail thought. Reality hits. Allison regrets it now. "Allison..." Wait, Abbie. Let me finish. I'm not OK and I won't be until you are here with us. Then everything will be right. Please hurry home."Abigail choked up and was unable to say anything for a minute. "Tomorrow, sweetie. Tomorrow I'll see you and welcome you to our little family.". I had a pocket full of loaded clips for our Glocks and picked up hearing protection as I walked through the door to the pistol range. I stood behind the glass and waited until the three were done firing.They were pulling the targets back as I walked to them and looked at the targets; well, I guess they could scare their assailant to death. They had been at this two days a week for the last three weeks and none of them had put any rounds in the bull’s eye. They were all around it, left, and. Do you feel anything, Doctor?" No," I replied.Benny laughed. "No. Well that's fine. You can't feel it but you'rechanging. Yes, that's it. Funny, I didn't take you for an ElizabethBanks man." "What?" I said."Elizabeth Banks," Benny said. "I didn't take you to think of her asthe first pretty woman in your imagination." How did you know?" I asked."Because you now look exactly like her. Ah, but keep your eyes closed. Hmmm... I can't have an Elizabeth Banks double walking around. Thatwould. . a woman's form. It was just three or four lines on the canvas, but it was the unmistakable outline of a beautiful woman. No face, no arms, just a form. I've never forgotten it." If I could paint like that, I would have been in that gallery too. It's what separates real artists from hobbyists like me." I like your work ... or at least what I've seen of it," I said quickly."A half finished canvas isn't much to see." What I could see ... I was impressed. You have talent ... but I get the.