“Ree… What are you…” He coughed again – a spasm of coughing, then he was somehow able to breathe again.“Try not to move,” Sherrie sobbed...as she forced him back down onto the ground. “I’m sorry Frances we came here to save you but SHE just let you get shot again! Oh God I HATE YOU YOU WITCH!”“Ree – I’m okay,” Frances grunted. “Somehow the blaster bolts didn’t hurt me.”“But they shot you!” Sherrie cried, her hands tearing at his bloody clothing.Not finding any wounds, she sat back, completely at. .. we wanted to ask you ... could you do something for us, Michael?" Catherine stammered hesitantly.In the entire time I had known Catherine, this was the first time I had ever heard her stammer."You know I will if I can," I replied, still not scanning her."We'd like you to do that thing ... where you share your heart with someone. Only we'd like you to share my heart with David. He says he has loved me for years, but I don't think he really understands how I feel for him. I'd like you to show. What's your favorite girl name?"He stopped and frowned at her. "Jenna. Why?"She burst into a broad smile, eyes glittering with joy. "What a coinky-dink! That's MY name!"He glared at her. She gulped again, bit her lip, bowed her head becauseshe couldn't bear the disapproval in his eyes, but tried looking up athim through her long eyelashes. His glare was suddenly much less than aglare; his frown much less than a frown. He wasn't exactly smiling, buthis face had softened considerably.She blinked,. “I mean, I like doing it Pete, but it feels like we have gone so fast. And I like when he touches me, but he just can't quite seem to get it right, ya know?”I got us each some ice cream, and we sat at a table under a tree with nobody around. I nodded, and suggested she try showing him what to do. “What, like, actually show him?”“Well, yea. Or you can just take his hand and use it to show what you like. With us, you girls got it easy. Everything it right there in the open, and it is not hard to.