Anyway, that was months ago, and we began dating regularly. She told mehow she loved the fact that I was sensitive unlike other men and howattractive ...he found me. Most guys in the office were very envious of myrelationship with Rhea. She could have had any guy in the office but shechose me and I used to be very proud of this fact.What I didn't know was that aside from my looks, Rhea had chosen mebecause of my submissive nature. I was always shy, quiet and polite. Iused to always show Rhea. "It doesn't matter where you are, we found you by the wrecked plane, well what was left of it. You were thrown clear still attached to your seat," Betty answered abruptly."Hasn't anyone visited the crash site?" I asked."Yes and gone, there were no survivors, all burnt to a cinder, everyone," Chrissie added."Was I the only one to get out of the crash, why haven't they taken me back into protection?" I again asked."Sorry you died in the crash too, Frank Wendell, isn't it?" Betty said with a leer. This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.----------Dad went to run some errands while Mom took me back to school for thelast couple of classes of the day. She was back to pick me and Sophiaup a couple of hours later, and we drove down to the nearest Walmart --not way over in Greensboro like before. I guess after so many people hadseen me and talked with me at church, and after they'd decided to let metestify at the school. I laid there with my eyes closed as she read my foundation and second charkas. I wondered how many of these charkas I had and if any of the readings involved her hands on me instead of over me. I joked about my second chakra poking her, although I have to admit, right or wrong, I was getting sort of turned on. Not sure if my chakra was poking her, but if she kept this up I know something else that would be.The smell of the candles, cinnamon I thought and only the light of the candles made me.