''Well what is it?' I asked gently. 'It's me, there's something wrong with me. I shouldn't be turned on by something like that but last night I had th... dirtiest dream of my whole life.'I was rocked, was I in the dream? I was afraid to ask.Keira could see my indecision written all over me so she said, 'Yes, you fucker you were in it. Are you happy now?'I looked down at her, she was actually smiling now, and we had both evidently begun to see the humour in our situation, we had spent all this. It was 6:47, almost time for my nightly run aroundtown. I looked out again, watching the drizzle stay drizzle, not getting anyworse, and I decided that I would go out as usual. It would only be a halfan hour, and the conditions didn't look as though they would get too bad. Besides,it would be nice to feel the rain while I was running. A good cool down. Iheaded upstairs to my room, seeing my dad on the couch reading the paper ashe always did, and my step-mother on the treadmill. "I'm going to. “Like that one, do you?” Amelia said. I looked up, startled, and realized that I’d been admiring it for much longer than anyone else. I decided to be honest; shit, it wasn’t like I had anything to hide from anyone there.“Yes, as a matter of fact,” I answered. “I’ve never seen one all glass like this. It’s magnificent. And I’m surprised at how sturdy. Is there no danger of the glass breaking, uh, inside?”Amelia shook her head. “No, believe it or not, it’s virtually unbreakable. You’ll shatter. “You awake, baby?” Tamara sat bolt upright. Did her mom hear what she’d been doing? Was she busted? Tamara concentrated on her voice, making sure it was steady and low as if she’d been asleep. “What, Momma?” Her mom came in and closed the door behind her as if there was someone else in the house, though there wasn’t. Maybe she just didn’t want the light from the hallway to illuminate them. Her mom crossed to the bed and sat next to Tamara. “I wanted to talk to you,” her mom said. “I know.