. you shouldnt be talking, or even be awake" he answered, still with an astonished look."And, why is that?" You asked knowing it should be an obvious ...uestion."Uhm.." he looks over at the young lady who just claimed to be your mother and she reluctantly nods showing her approval. He sighs and takes a deap breath, "Well, you were in a really bad accident... a rather large chunk of metal was lodged in your skull, and unfortunately a rather sizable portion of your brain was destroyed...." still. ***03:18 14 Dec "Don't wake her up," said a familiar voice. I opened my eyes, andit was Debbie. She waved, and put her head on her hands to tell me togo back to sleep. I pulled my legs up, under the blanket, and scootedback up on the couch. Then I closed my eyes again.***05:47 14 Dec "Val?" I went back to sleep. "Valerie?" I pretended I wasn't hearing anything. Someone shook my shoulder gently. "Valerie, wake up, hon. Bobby'sout of surgery." I vaguely. Using her other senses she assessed the situation. She was tied. Pulling with her arms and legs, she felt the binding. She heard a door open and voices carrying into the room. “Hello?” she called out. “Help me, please.”Her plead was answered by chuckling.“John, where's John?”More footsteps walked through the door. Diane turned her head toward the sounds. “Right here, honey.”“John? What's going on! Let me out of here!”More and more footsteps. How many people were walking into the room. Secondly, Mrs Hotter had a son, Tommy, the same age as myself, whom I heartily detested. I couldn’t bear the thought that either should find out about my purchases; the former for obvious reasons, the latter because he would no doubt tell everyone I had to make do with magazines because I was useless with girls.Mrs Hotter moved fast. Before I had time to do or say anything, she’d already gathered the magazines and was handing them to me. “Let me give you a lift home, Darren,” she said, as I.