Still, Melissa found herself awake shortly before 6:30. She heard the sounds of someone moving around in the kitchen below. Getting out of bed and pul...ing her robe over her nightgown, she headed downstairs to find out what was going on.She walked into the kitchen to find Claire sitting at the table, drinking a cup of coffee. She looked pale, shaken.?What?s wrong, darling?? ?I?I don?t know where to begin.?Melissa sat down and put her hand on Claire?s. ?Why don?t you start at the beginning,? she. Mind you, that wasn’t hard. She usually sounded like a miserable bitch. “Anyway, Mom said that I’m to tell you that since you’re such a good customer, the coffee is on the house from now on. And free refills. As much as you can drink.”“Your mom just wants me to sit here for longer so I order more food.”“Will it work?”“In the mornings? Probably not. You know, lectures and stuff. And this summer I’ll have to get to the office—”“Office?”“I’ve got work experience at a solicitor’s office in. I think.This is not a conventional Blog Post. (although amateurish, rich with stupidity, racism and exploitative of anything handy. So in fact pretty much cut and paste snafu)"Today, online in reality, the ubiquitous & clichéd Deafening-Vacuum-Vessel broke new ground in sustainable life that shouldn't survive. It demonstrated the frightening self-perpetuation of feeding and growing bold on the nourishment of chickening-out of being cowardly. Today, for the first time, I feel empathy for Sky-Net. "You'll not be permitted to leave my quarters of course, but then, neither am I, really. I may have to put on a show of being punitive when my brother comes by, which will be rare enough, but the rest of the time, it will be like we're all three of us prisoners." I almost scoffed at that. But then, while it might be a rather lovely prison cell, if she wasn't allowed to leave, then a prison cell it was. With a tortured smile, Lily said to me, "This probably only makes me an even more terrible.