" she says. We are all headed for a weekend at the beach. She is one of my closest friends. Mike is at the wheel as we laugh and get our buzz on going...down the highway.I start to doze off,from the long ride.Finally I can no longer hear the radio and I have drifted off into tranquility.My friend has been drinking a little too much. The conversation between she and Mike become very sexual. My friend starts to get turned on from the conversation. She cracks the window to let the summer wind blow. “Well I gotta get dressed. Hey you look pretty strong, mind walking me home?” I nodded and she left. “Don’t get your hopes up lad, she asks the strongest looking guy in the audience to walk her home every night. I know I’ve heard many the story of what happens afterward, and I’ll tell you there hasn’t been any sex in any of them.” “Hey don’t take her drink away I’ll take it if she won’t” I said. He handed me the glass and I drank the bitter sweet liquid in one gulp. Bridget came back in a dress. Thirty minutes later they were sitting at a café on the beach in Valencia Spain talking with Jack Turner. He handed Denise Svetlana’s new identity and other paperwork she needed.“Katerina Cirillo. born in Thessaloniki Greece, Mother and father deceased, no living relatives.” Denise said looking at the paperwork for Lana’s new Identity.“Director Richards told me to tell you that us and MI6 have already run her ID through every western agency and nothing other than what’s in the paperwork comes. Quickly his look softened when she smiled at him saying, "We're here to help you understand all of this."But believe me and the Others: You are not dead."Kim continued to shake. We all understood he was partially in fear of having died and partially because he was thrust into our throng after a bright flash.Everyone knows the saying, "Walk toward the light," when referencing advice given to the dying. It was going to be interesting finding out what Marilyn and Tammy would say to convince him he.