"How very thoughtful of you." James asked me to do it," beamed Alicia, looking at me with frank adoration. (It was the night before, as we had been ab...ut to get down to our second bout, that it had occurred to me to suggest that morning tea in bed would be most welcome.)I motioned Alicia to sit on the bed and the three of us made plans. Alicia said she would talk to her parents and the friends of theirs she was lodging with and somehow she would get clearance to move in with us. She hoped she. She was glad that Miguel came over to share her son's toys since he had so few of his own.His father, Ramiro, had it pretty rough, losing his job and then his wife shortly thereafter. The wife had taken off with a flashy drug dealer with lots of cash and a party lifestyle. She hadn't liked being a mother very much. Too much responsibility.Ramiro was a big man in his mid-twenties. Not just tall but big all over, almost fat, but he handled it well. A gentle giant though and very good with his. . I dunno. It wasn't good." Not a bad trip! Not you! Surely..." Jamie had a theory thathallucinations were fundamentally karmic in nature: good people hadgood trips, and vice-versa.Matt told him everything that he had experienced."Woah," Jamie exclaimed, impressed. "That kicks my conversations withmy spirit guide into perspective. But tell me more about the olderguy." Uh... glasses. White shirt and a thin tie. Face, kind of craggy. Hairreceding at the temples a little bit. Accent like a. “I told you to never call me that again!”“What are you going to do? Spank me again?” The shy twenty something female with big blue eyes, long brown hair and a slender figure told him.Growling his face red Harman took a menacing step forward. He suddenly stopped dead still at the chilling voice of his sister. “Unless you want to be hitting air then sleep for a few more hours, don’t you even think of hurting my friend!” Harman groaned then grabbed his stomach as he went running from the building..