.. I ... That was better than Friday.”“Yeah, well. I wasn’t kissing my girlfriend on Friday, was I?”She launched herself at me and I staggered...backwards a step from the force of it. Yep, definitely better than Friday.Life settled into something a routine after that. I played the role of Lisa’s boyfriend as best I could. And I was playing a role.Don’t get wrong, she was a nice girl and I enjoyed the time we spent together, but we both knew it wasn’t forever. At school, she was attentive without. Anything to delay the use of those fishhooks. "I'll give you a drink, dear," says the old woman who winks a Celeste's mother,Adrienne. Adrienne presses a button on the control box. The winches that holdthe teen's arms begin to travel down the posts at the upper corners of theframe. They stop when Celeste's head is only a foot from the floor. The girlis now stretched at an angle with her feet higher than her head. Grandma casually drops the fishhooks on Celeste's chest. She then turns toface the. .. I borrowed it from a friend at school," Sean lied. I can't tell them where I really got it, he thought to himself.**************************************************************************************************************Sean had never seen the store before. Which was odd considering that he walked down this street every day going home from school. But he couldn't remember ever seeing this store front before... not that he could remember what he thought had been there but the storefront. The big door to his study opens and suddenly he is standing in its frame. I see immediately, he is old, and smallish in stature, I feel I am taller than he, which makes me feel more relaxed, as if he cannot hurt me because of his lack of vertical height, but as we will see, that was indeed, an illusion.His face was stern as he nodded in my direction, and I started to walk towards him, my legs like jelly from standing so long in one position, and as drew close to him, I saw we were of equal.