But enough about me."Willow blinked. Did Cordelia Chase just say "enough about me"?"Cordelia, are you feeling all right?" Never better. I actually fee... kinda... free... ever since yesterday..."Willow nodded, "Me too."The stared at each other for a minute. Willow took a step closer to Cordelia. "You don't think that Marvo really..." Really what? Surfaced our inner feelings?" Yeah." I don't know and I don't care. All I know is that I've felt this way for you for a long time..." Felt... this way?". POP POP POP! The buttons on her blouse shot off in all directions. Her shirt fell open, revealing a black, thick bra. Her skirt split down the side, flapping loosely. And still she grew. She was nearing six feet tall now! Her shoes split apart, bare feet ripping through them. Her waist outgrew her skirt and it fell to the ground, revealing pink, floral print panties. These were covered with rips from her growth.Her bra straps snapped off her shoulder. Before her shocked, terrified eyes her. I let those happy memories pass as I walked to her door and knocked as she had suggested. “Come in,” she called. “Thank you for being fashionably late. I totally screwed up my timings for… well, I got behind schedule, as it were.” “Happy to oblige,” I answered opening the door. Michelle knew I prided myself on being punctual so her greeting, together with the sound of gratitude in her voice, made me smile and laugh to myself. I entered and immediately turned right which put me on a course. As much as I care for all of you, I am not the solution. Maybe she needs a new man in her life, but that cannot be me.”“Why not?” the young man said, in a very belligerent tone.“I have a deep love for my fellow man, but I love my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ more than anyone else. You have seen me pray, that is my way to tell him how I feel. Have you ever prayed, Donald?”“Not in a long time. When my dad left, I prayed for him to come back, but he didn’t and I stopped praying. It didn’t seem to.