."She quietly silenced his words with a determined shake of her head."No, I am the opera ghost no longer. I am through with mourning my father's death...and I have promises to keep. While I have not thought this through, I believe I have honored at least one of my oaths to my Angel of Music by marrying you, Erik."Her face flushed and she stumbled over her words as she rushed to speak them."However, my promise is not the reason I married you, Erik. You do know that, do you not? I married you. "I smiled and said, "The same goes for me, Mom. I'll never leave you."Mom told me to start the generator so she could fix some breakfast. It wasn't much, just some oatmeal and buttered toast. We couldn't keep a lot of dairy products down there for a decent amount of time or they would spoil. Mom managed to make her some coffee and I had water.After breakfast we cleaned up and turned off the generator. We only had so much fuel for it and we didn't want to use it all when we could just use. I didn’t even know African Americans blushed.’ She thought to herself while walking out to the deck to get some fresh air. **** ‘Wow, Danny could you have been anymore weird?’ Nathan asked. ‘What are you talking about, I was cool.’ Danny replied. ‘No, you were not! ‘You’re a really good driver” Nathan mimicked his brother. ‘Dude that was her fifth game! She didn’t lose until you walked in and distracted her’ Nathan said. ‘No, I didn’t, she was probably tired from playing too many games!’ Danny. ‘Make sure you don’t. You may go, but remember… If you slip up and get caught by the authorities, you don’t know me, and definitely was never here. Do I make myself clear?’ Dr. Spy instructed. ‘Crystal.’ Tyrone said. ‘Come on, Battle Dog, we got work to do.’ To be continued. Next Chapter Three What Happened To Me? Find out what happened to Mark Surrender after his microwave oven exploded on him. File #: 8 Character Star Power: 3 Code Name: Dr. Spy’s Punk Rockers Gang. Alter Ego: Various..