Making out with me certainly got John's attention. His phone still in his hands, but his eyes up, watching us. His mouth hung open and I realized mine...was too as his girlfriend nibbled on my neck. My hands went up into Tess' hair. The soft curls twisting into my fingers as I tugged her head back. My eyes locked onto John's until the last moment before my mouth was pressed to the bare skin of Tess' neck. My teeth grazed across her shoulder and then along her collarbone. My lips sucked at her. "If this Charles dude did meet with Heather's Mom, he'd prolly do it there. Or if that don't work, start in the entry hall and I figger the visions will show ya which way they went ... no?"Richie had started shaking his head. He paused, looking vaguely embarrassed, then spoke in a softer voice. "Look, don't go telling everyone, but I sorta play around with this power a bit sometimes. I pick up random things and see what I get. It's like I get only important stuff, or stuff that's sorta. ..In a pool, at the very interface between fresh & salt water, there lived a sand crab and a mud crab. They had shared this strange environment for many years and had become fast friends, seeing no reason for enmity in their different cultures. Indeed they were drawn closer by their differences rather than provoked to irrational responses by a slightly varied biology.But, one terrible day, after a long and satisfying life, the sand crab died, in the company of several generations of his. ?They both 28 years-old and both have worked in, er, how can I put it???Houses of correction, ma’am?? suggested the blonde and all the women laughed aloud.?Correct,? said Coco, unable to suppress a big grin. ?Houses of correction – very much like Paine Hall, eh girls?? she added, beaming at the twins. More laughter.?Now come and meet cook,? said Coco, leading the way through several dark-panelled corridors to the large kitchen.The twins followed their aunt, her body sheathed in its gleaming.