If he had questioned the viability of this new phase of their lives before, his answers were staring him in the face as he lost himself in her eyes.�...Feel better about all this Dad?”, his daughter asked, but knew the answer already. More than anything else, she knew in her heart that Jim needed to admit it to himself a few more times before he’d be able to live with the power of his own convictions. Hearing it herself, though, wouldn’t break her heart either.“Hmm, let’s see. I’ve been doused in. Youalways have a home here."It wasn't anything different than what Marcia had always said to Phoebe;but now, given the events that had transpired over the last month and ahalf, they had an authenticity that Phoebe had probably never feltbefore.A sign flashed by the window announcing that they were leaving HopeCrossing and Marcia already felt a gripping sensation of loss. Shesuddenly remembered a conversation she'd had with Phoebe a few daysearlier. They were sitting at the kitchen counter where. No harm, no foul. Are you hungry?"All of a sudden I realize I'm starving. It's only been six hours or so since my last meal, but I feel like I haven't eaten in a month. My stomach growls loudly.He grins. "To the kitchen."KaraDarn it, now I almost feel sorry for skunk lady.It's sounding like she may be stuck here with no chance of going home.Frank touches her face and tells me about her mutant power and how it has ruined her life. And now she's crying. Dammit, now I officially feel sorry for. " Karen tried to pull away, but Morgan was pushing her against the counter. She was fucking Karen’s mouth with it, causing plenty of spit.“Hold it there for a moment.” Morgan left it in her mouth and paused as if daring Karen to spit it out. She looked Karen dead in the eye in the mirror, the look on her face was indecipherable, but it seemed to freeze Karen in her tracks.Reaching behind her, Morgan lifted Karen’s skirt, tugging it over her hips. “Panty-fucking-hose, no wonder you weren’t.