" and she started to cry softly. I slid over and took her in my arms and just held her as she buried her head in my shoulder and continued to cry. Som... time later she raised her head and said, "Oh shit..." in a sad sorta resigned way. Then she said, "Drif... I have to tell you some things. I don't want to... I wish I could just forget it all but you deserve to know. If you still want to date me after you know about me than that would be wonderful. If I don't tell you there are plenty of kids at. ." But maybe the couch folds out," I said beginning to get the picture. Chelle shook her head. "Oh, like us." She nodded. I finally got it.Tuesday, I walked with Trish after class. "Thanks for Saturday. That was a lot of fun. Chelle and I don't have a lot of friends. Most wouldn't understand."Trish looked at me, puzzled."What it's like to be a twin and love your other half..." I said and waited.Trish thought for a second, looked into my eyes and she knew, that I knew. She blushed."You guys are. .ere, yourtelevision." What happens when I go back out? Am I going to be this old man?" Derrickasked indicating his body."Um, no I..." Cassie bit her lip to think. "Look, maybe it will be easierto show you. Call up your portal." What?" Picture your apartment, or house, picture your television," Cassie said."Ooookay," Derrick said, still a little lost. A 4x3 hole opened in mid-air behind him. He felt the presence and turned around to see a floatingwindow back into his living room. He saw his. “Okay and?” she said.“He spit in my face,” he said.“He did what!” she said. “What did you do?”“I spit in his face! And I felt good doing it,” he said.‘What the hell!” she said. “And that’s your definition of kid gloves.”“I had to do it, and, I guess so did he. Abigail, it was matter of respect. Believe it or not, it was a matter of respect. If I’d just rolled over, or, in his mind if he had...” he said.“Men!” she said. “You’re all nuts!”“That is likely an accurate assessment,” he said, and he.