I was happy this Christmas Eve, between the late hour and all the extra work, sleep would come quickly and I wouldn’t spend long sleepless hours mis...ing her. Bitter cold and driving snow stung my face as I trudged to my truck. It had snowed at least another foot since I’d arrived, and with the wind it was beginning to drift. I started the the truck and let it warm up while I cleared the snow off the windshield, the wind was bitterly cold and, despite wearing ski gloves, my hands were numb. ’ My passenger informed me. I heard that one before. So I told him ‘I’ll come with you and save you the walk back.’ When we got inside the warehouse we noticed there was a party in full swing with many colorful people wearing colorful costumes and a rock band playing. I hung out by the punch bowl, keeping a close eye on my fare while he looked for someone to hit up for the cab fare. I was very thirsty and consumed about three cups of a coolaid-like punch until finally my passenger came back. “If you must know, I’m sixty-seven.”I stopped walking to let it sink in. “Huh,” I said. “I mean, I’m still flabbergasted, but, once you told me that you were their grandmother, I just figured all bets were off. Sixty-seven, sure, but why not two hundred? It would be just as impossible.”I didn’t actually mean ‘impossible.’ We were so far beyond that. She understood.“Power users age more slowly than regular people,” she replied. “We live longer too, as long as we don’t die of something else. I scurried back upstairs there was a stiffness developing in my pants. After about 10 minutes there was a knock on my door. The door knob turned and Eric peeked in. Hey wassup ? How you feeling ?. He entered my room looking around."You gotta nice room here Angel" Eric sat on the bed next to me. So how you feeling your sister told me you fell sick and coudnt come to the game."Yeah sorry about that I answered back" " no problem we won anyway" Eric threw his arms around my neck. Your sister went.