My brother needs me to help him with moving some furniture. I have to take my grandmother to the hospital. The dog died. Anything. I get out of the ca... and head for the entrance. The second I walk in, I see her. How could I miss her? How could anyone? ‘Stay casual. Laid back. You’re in control.’ I move to a nearby table and sit down casually, thumbing through the menu in front of me. She glides effortlessly to the side of the table. I swear she never walks anywhere. She just floats… ‘Hey.’ The. From deep in Ganda's belly she growled something I just could not understand and in a split instant the two girls vanished from the room.She crawls. Crawls, sobbing, heaving, retching.She crawls to the bed and then to my arms.She is a mess.She grabs on to me and sobs, gulping huge slabs of air and then ... choking and coughing that same air back out.She shakes.She is cold and clammy.She smells of stomach gas.And she holds on for dear life.And she tells me she loves me.Much of what Muriel has. Finally, Betsy broke the silence. “Are you thirsty?”“Yes.”Betsy grabbed a cup, poured some water into it, and held it out for him to take. It took her a second to realize that he couldn’t see it. She felt a little stupid, as the whole reason she had gotten the cup of water for him, was because he couldn’t see to do it yourself.“Here you go.”He reached a hand out. She placed the cup into his grasping hand. She guided his other hand to the straw.“Thanks,” Carl said.It wasn’t difficult to guide. The change was subtle, and I almost didn't notice it ... but it was getting lighter.I leaped to my feet. The darkness was shifting into a subtle grey ... like the twilight before dawn. In the growing light, I was able to make out the silhouette of a figure.My figure.My doppelganger stood in front of me. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, and his shirt was once again casually unbuttoned.He sported a look of amusement on his face.That lazy grin just threw me over the edge. "What do you.