To let my mind driftabout freely. I find that doing this once and awhile, new thoughts seemto come to me in my head? But when I do this in my room I g...t nothing.So I relate outside to doing this as much as I can now!As I sit and relax...I find the answers of Becky's last question to me,just flow into my mind. Yes! I can do what Sara does now...As the 'laws"governing here, say it has to be that way! They say, to me... if I savesomeone's life or change something about them, a equal 'price!' must. " I said. "What were you thinking about?" he said. I stopped what I was doing for a moment. His tone had changed to something more silky, more... sultry. I felt my abdomen tighten a bit, but ignored it. "I'm not sure, honestly." I said nonchalantly. "Are you sure?" he said again. I looked over at him, and he had an impish grin on his face. I giggled. "You hush. We're making dinner." I said, turning back to my work. "Fine, I'll be good... for now." he said; I could hear the smile in his voice as. Many weeks have passed by now, since you were last in each other’s arms and you long more than anything to be back there. Although, you’re not sure he feels the same way. Your heart is ruling you and your mind is telling you that it may be too late, you feel sick with worry that he might no longer feel the same way. The time comes to meet him at the station, you have been chatting throughout the day with him updating you on his whereabouts. Your heart is now beating so fast you don’t understand. "We have some books that may help you," he led her to shelves that had such books on the store's shelves. "Take your time and let me know if I can help you." The clerk left her to wait on another customer.Lisa walked down the aisle to peruse all the titles. She had no idea where to start. She saw a book named The New You. She selected that one and put it in the basket she picked at the door. She continued down until she saw some cook books. One intrigued her and she put that with the other. She.