Aunt Peggy would have a nice breakfast for me and then she and I would head off for Sunday school and church. Being the heathen he was Uncle George wo...ld not be joining us. This man had vowed never to darken the doorway to any kind of religious sanctuary. If asked for my opinion, Id say God would most likely kick the blasphemous bullys ass back outside anyways. As I climbed out of the tub, my minds eye began seeing a picture of Aunt Peggys lithe, summer-tanned body. I recalled the hypnotic. I just stared, their house was talked about but I never see nothing like it, the front, like a fa?ade, all pillars like the white house was done excepting that behind was just like part of it, like they stopped work and stuck a tin roof on it.Billy-Bob helped me down from the Cart and there was a poor broke down woman in a rocking chair looking at me,?Hi Carla.? She said.?Miss Lane!? I gasped, she looked eighty but she was the young third grade teacher what disappeared two years ago.?Don’t. I cant help but crack a smile.She moves around our bags and gently sits on my lap, and whispers to me, "But seriously, nothing funny or I'll cut you." ok..."So now were sitting, Jane in my lap. both of us squeezed to the window seat and then our bags as a wall, then the lady's 2 kids, then the lady with one more kid on her lap.Its taking most my willpower not to put my hands on Jane's tight young body. She is playing on her phone quietly. "Im going to try and take a nap, can you wake me up when. There was something very wrong here; she didn't for one moment believe the tale about wanting to join in 'the struggle'. And yet she had seemed all too eager to debase herself, making only the feeblest of protests at treatment that would have had others running a mile. Xui-Li was aware that she had many enemies but surely no one would be dumb enough to send in this little chit of a girl as a spy, would they? Still, whatever the girl's motives, there was plenty of fun to be had here. It would.