"Will you please talk to me?" she now sighed from the seat next to me, twenty minutes after her initial protests. She no longer demanded, no longer pl...aded, and no longer professed her love. Those had softened with each passing block, and for the past minute or two she'd given up altogether. And somehow this resigned whisper out of the stone cold silence broke through where the frantic pleas and angry demands hadn't registered.I turned to face my girlfriend. It took Adrienne a moment to realize. I got it!" What? A hang over?" No... Well, that too. But... shit... What was I going to... Oh yeah. You and I are going to go rat hunting." Are you sure about this?" Joey said as we stood outside Greg and Austin's door that evening."Positive. I've tried it out on three different people. It will... Hi, Greg. Mind if we come in?" I said, not waiting for an answer when Greg opened the door."Uhm, actually... " Greg said."Close the door, Greg," I said as I closed the curtains while Joey used his. I suspect her former life style of being mad at the world, mad at God and wanting to show the world as much, helped nurture this quality. At first she had to know how freaky she looked and acted, but she kept herself strong and told herself not to bend. However, when she was in class she was all business, and I do mean ALL. Having the where with all to turn that world grudge off long enough to devote her mind to her studies was like she partitioned her brain, like one might a hard drive on. I quickly moved into action, but I didn’t know what to do. Sensing my ignorance she told me to hold the cow’s leg from a side and massage it slightly from up and down. I did just as she told. She sprinkled water a few more time and then took one of the teats on the udder and pulled it through. A small spray of milk came out of it. She took the empty vessel and placed it on the ground under the cow and started milking the cow. Though her actions were fast, I could grasp every frame of it in slow.