I heard a truck door slam and footsteps approaching. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw construction boots walk toward me and stop. Jesse had arrived....I felt his eyes on me, and looked up. The look on his face was one of surprise. I said, “Are you all right?” “Ash?” “Yes. What’s wrong?” “Well, I was expecting your brother. I guess I was just shocked. I’ve never seen you dressed.” His face turned red and he sputtered out, “That’s not what I meant. I mean dressed like a girl. You always look like. They’re why I chose to stop here, rather than further south or on the coast.”“So, what is your thing, Steve? You like birds, motorcycles and classical music. You work with ... computers, you said?” I nodded yes. “So ... what is your thing? What floats your boat?”“I’m a polymath, Dora. Not really – the word implies I’m actually competent in many subjects – but I just enjoy a lot of different things. I know a little about a lot.”“There’s a saying...” she paused, watching my face. “An expert is. "How fast did you paint that Mother? You usually take your time to get things perfect." Well, since you weren't primarily posing, I stylized what I painted. That does speed things up, but you've been doing breathing exercises for nearly forty-five minutes."Wow, that's cool Mrs. D." Peter exclaimed.Debbie had painted her models as four armed deities floating among the stars on chairs formed form lotus blossoms. "You think so? It is a quick painting as Meagan pointed out, but I think it turned. “Oh, damn, what time is it? We’ve definitely overslept! Father Clay is likely rather worried, if none of the others. He’s the new priest and doesn’t know us as well. The others probably worry less, because it’s just a fluke in their minds. In any case, we’re going to Hell now, anyway, so what’s the point, right?” Rick observed as Jessica started breakfast for the three of us.Not two minutes later, there was a knock at the door and I rushed to put on something in which to answer it. Nina grabbed.