" Well, at least he's sane enough to keep up with the news."Marilyn then shrugged her shoulders and stepped inside the train that was beingheld up, fo...lowed by Sharilynn. As the doors were still open, they could stillhear the disturbed man screaming "I'm John Rocker! I need to ride the 7 train! IIII'M JOHN RAAAH-KERRR!!!"To the relief of the siblings, and just about everyone else on the train, thetrain pulled off and started travelling towards its destination. Marilynsmoothed back her baseball. She was really just trying to avoid me. I put on my headphones and cranked the music up as high as I could stand it.This worked for a few hours. The loud beats were enough to keep me from being able to think of anything else. Only thing was that I couldn't spend the rest of my life bombarding my brain with noise. I finally took off the headphones and listened to the ringing in my ears for a few minutes then decided to try to go to sleep. Before I took off my pants I emptied my pockets. There in. What wasmost alarming to me about it was that none of it felt odd until I reallythought about it. The skirt felt completely comfortable, and I didn'tfeel any embarrassment."What. The. Fuck," I said softly, hearing my softer voice again."Testing...testing...the rain in Spain..." Like everything else, myvoice didn't feel unnatural, at the same time I could definitely hearthe difference.I stared at myself for a little while in awe before it dawned on me thatI probably needed to figure out what. "I'll drive up tomorrow, see you then John," she said and before the phone went down he could have sworn she gave him a kiss.The next morning Kitty had a trace of blood in her urine, so John got the doctor in. He prescribed some medicine and told her to stay in bed and take it easy for the next week. Kitty had bruised her kidney which was why she had the severe pain down to her groin. John was to continue with the liniment, which pleased Kitty, for she smiled when the doctor said this.The.