The warmth of the beneficent sun, the wind gusts, and the ocean’s swell remain so silent. The ocean would always endure, astounding science and forc...ng the poets to dream. Ah! To touch the ocean and to hear its silent mystery, not clockwork, but a pervading mystery, and to watch the sandpiper searching the small pebbles of its shore, the seagull suspended in the air and fighting the wind, and the music of that silent ocean, undulating and hiding what lurks below its surface.He dives into that. I couldn't see who was in the bed for the plastic membrane protecting the bed. Two doctors were working on equipment and looked up as we entered the room. Mr. Zane handed me a surgical mask which I put on. He nodded to a doctor, who led me to the plastic membrane and unzipped it so that I could look inside.My first glance revealed it was not who I suspected it to be - The President. The body under this sheet was too small to be him. Then I saw her face and long blonde hair. It was the. " Are you saying you will not taste another woman because you have an understanding with Caroline?" It is much more than an understanding, but yes, I shall not sup from another woman's table, not even one which holds such manifold delights as yours."Matilde bottom lip trembled, and silent tears ran down her face."Matilde, my dear girl. I didn't mean to hurt you by my words. I have told you of my love for Caroline, and thought you had accepted the status quo."She sniffed, then dipped into her. When we got to the energy glove, she asked me to describe it, and then describe it again in more detail. What did it feel like? Could I see it? And then she asked, "While you were catching all those ... what did you call them? Energy bolts? How did you keep them from striking the rest of your body?"I had what I refer to as a mini-revelation while I considered her last question. In telling the story the first time, I hadn't even realized that it had happened quite that way."That's why we ask.