I hadn’t run far enough away. I tried hard to stifle my anger. I was failing. I opened to door, the music covering the sound. Amber had her back to...me, and, kneeling on a stool next to her, was a young girl I could only assume was Lizzy. They were working on something on the back table. ‘It won’t stick all the way,’ Lizzy said, frustrated with whatever she was working on. ‘Put more glue on it,’ Amber said. ‘It’s already half on,’ Lizzy countered, ‘I can’t glue it now.’ Amber laughed. .”The machine finally blew its steam cylinder apart, filling the room with smoke. The prick of steel was violently pushed upwards and then pulled backwards by the spinning wheel; snapping it in two as it crashed against the microphones and pistons; destroying Ebenizer’s wonderful creation, for good.There was no time to think. Ebenizer could already hear the clunk-clank, swish and swoosh of the fire and rescue carts as steam poured out of the bedroom window. He had to leave the machine and run.. I wasn’t as strong as lightning. Anyone other than someone like us would have long ago been electrocuted with how much I was pushing into her. Still she said she couldn’t detect it.I changed tactics again to put one hand on her right knee and held her right hand. I started to push the energy into her hand and pulled it down to her knee and back out to me. I changed the colors of the energy to make her feel like it frozen in liquid nitrogen to it burning like she had been thrown into an active. Mom saw me as I came down the stairs into the hallway and she smiled at me.She smiled a different smile than I remember seeing before this early in the morning. I knew everything was still OK with us.“Morning Billy, I woke up hungry and wanted to cook a special breakfast for you and Dad. How was your night?“I slept good Mom, but then I always do, how was your night?” I shot back at her to see what her reaction would be after we had fucked like crazy in my bed last night.“Billy, I woke up at.