You are floating.Floating free.It feels wonderful to float so free. You can relax. You can let go andlet me direct your mind without the need for you...to expend any effort atall. Give it up. Let me take over for you.You want me to take over don't you?Yes. Simply float free.You are incapable of operating your mind anymore. But it doesn't matter. You don't wish to actively engage. There is no need for you to do so asthe only activity you need to perform right now is to listen and obey. Are you interested?" Absolutely!"I jumped off my bike and turned back to her car just in time to see the camera - aimed and shooting my picture. I briefly wondered why Mrs. Maxwell would want my picture, but her smile quickly brought me back to the moment. She had lots of packages in the back seat, and her car was a two door, so she bent over and reached in to begin handing bags out to me. Well, you can imagine what I had to look at - the most gorgeous, round butt imaginable. Honest, the shorts. You don't really want to sell most of that stuff we keep out there. We use it for replacement parts, and most of it, you could never replace." Which replacement parts, Rob? Most of that stuff has been sitting outside for years. At least it looks like it has." We can't get enough for it to make it worthwhile to sell it. Some of those trucks are forty years old, they're antiques some of them." Is there anything out there that has sentimental value for you Rob? Id there is, you're welcome to keep. Dirksen, spotted us and came over to say hi,and no sooner got close enough to see me well than Mrs. Dirksen said:"Tyler, what happened to you?" I'm going by Meredith," I said, a little louder and faster than I hadwhen Mr. Colton greeted us.Mom said, "Please pray for all of us. We're still figuring out what todo as a family."Mr. Dirksen said, "Did he use that machine at the library?" Yes. He's being disciplined." Seems like you're overlooking something obvious --"The band started the opening.