"Nothing good is ever on in the morning." she grumbled out loud and stood up. She scans the house, thinking of what to do and wonders back into her ro...m and sits and the desk. She turns the computer on and clicks on the internet to check her e-mails. Once finished, she commences to surf around the internet randomly, reading about some celebrity gossip, that new movie that’s coming out soon, and lots of other useless junk. Eventually, she finds herself at the home page of her favorite porn site,. " I agree," interjected Valerie. "I'm sure that you and the young girl have some sort of bond." Bond?" I asked."I get it," said Tom. "Someone you know or have helped in some sort of way. Someone you've talked to." But," I disagreed, "I don't know any young children or have much of a contact with them ... let alone a young girl."Just then, to complete our group, Tammy misted in. She materialized, in the center of the conference table, sitting cross-legged, head tilted back, laughing.Finally she. It slipped from her fingers twice before she held it firmly. A harsh yank tore it from her flesh, bringing a fresh spurt of blood.Shit. The room was already looking like a murder scene. The little device that had been part of her hardly seemed worth it.It dropped into the toilet with a plink.One down.The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she took the razor from between her teeth. Her left hand shook as she tried to grip the blade, red seeping from the wreckage of her wrist.Her second. Then he walked back into the apartment and whatever good thoughts he hadmustered faded as he looked around at the battered furniture and thethreadbare, stained carpets. It wasn't much, but it was all Stephaniecould afford on her thousand dollars-a month take home pay from CircusBurger. She had managed to hold her job there for all of six weeks now.Maybe it was true, what Stephanie had told her son, that the manager hadthe hots for her. Despite her lifestyle, Stephanie had managed to holdonto.