If it were for video game orsomething, although my sister did not enjoy it, we used to share itat least for a while. But her new "things" were entirel... her own andeven the information of their existence in her room was not providedto me. They were not things of which I hadn't heard of but things,which I hadn't used since the keta-keti game of childhood. That addedup to my curiosity. Besides, she allowed me less and less into herroom so I had lesser chances of venturing and discovering. "I accept your offer," she said and pulled out her coin purse.The merchant waved his hand and pulled one of the vials from the case. "Let us wait until you have tested the drug before you spend any of your coin. If it does not work for you, or works badly, I will not charge you." He then handed the vial to Danica."How kind of you, Sir," she said and examined the vial.The liquid was translucent amber in color. She unstoppered the vial and sniffed. The potion had a sweet, fruity odor. It looked. I enjoyed being mom'sfavorite and I wasn't going to start an argument with Cindy atbreakfast, that was mom's job!Mom started up right on schedule. "How were the tapes Cindy, feelingmore motivated today?" They were great mom, I can't wait to get to school!" Cindy shot aquick look at me to see if he'd give her away. We both knew the onlymotivation for her to get to school was to see her friends but I'd keepquiet for now! "Gotta run, nice chatting!" she called on her way outthe door.Mom smiled. Jonathan suggests that they stay at a hotel for the night and Sasha can’t agree more. The last thing any of them need tonight is to stay here. The cleaning would be done tomorrow, which would be one less reminder when they return.The drive isn’t too long. Jonathan takes them to a pretty nice hotel on the outskirts of town, near the interstate. The hotel tailors more to people traveling through, like most, but also to truckers. By the time Jonathan returns to the car from booking a room, the.