Her Grandpa and the original owner had been friends for years.Grace asked. "May I order for us, I promise you will like it." Sure." I replied. My head...was kind of whirling around, this was all a little too much for an Iowa farm boy who had been use to mucking out cow and pig barns for his Grandfather during my last 4 years of high school.Memories... , ... after Grace left Colorado, it was only a couple of months later that my Mom told me that she and my Dad were getting a divorce. My uncle was. The ship slowly began moving forward, slipping away from the headquarters of the I.D.L. which it had been moored to.He began calling out reports to his father. "Primary engines are operational at ninety-eight percent of optimal efficiency. The fold drive is charging... it should be ready for us in about two minutes. Let's hope the I.D.L. doesn't pull together something to re-capture this ship within two minutes; I doubt this ship can take much abuse. Her plasmatic maneuvering strips are even. The crowd were transfixed at her quality. But, the last bull covering had prolonged the evening well beyond schedule and the auction handlers had been keen to speed things up. Their haste meant that the bull was far from recovered by the time his part in the auction display was due. He was dragged out to service my old cow and he couldn't manage to rise to the occasion. The crowd at the auction all have their money at the ready to bid but the bull's lack of ability to perform is holding up the. .. how she brushes her hair, how she moves her lips when she talks, how she- everythingJust then my head began to itch. I reached up to itch my head, but there was something amiss, my hair seemed a little bit longer than before. I ignored it and itched my head and lay by hand down beside me. Just then I started to feel a tingling feeling all over my body, (like how it feels when a body part falls asleep) it only lasted a few moments then it faded away.Curious as to of what it was, I shook my.