“While I was hanging upside down in the seat belt. Just before the truck bomb exploded and rolled the body upright,” I replied.“You didn’t get...a scratch?” Ben asked.“I’m black and blue and sore all over, Doc Burns is coming to check me out in a few minutes,” I replied.“You are not really going to let that guy work on you, are you? You trust him that much after what he has helped you do?” Ben asked.“Ben, you do not know even one percent of what he does for us,” I replied.“That is one more thing. Verything took a little longer to do, and some jobs were nearly impossible without at least a little thought.He was complaining about it to his friend Gayle during an instant messager session.Tomcat: Busted my finger today - it's making typing a bitchGayle Force: Oh no! Are you going to be all right?TC: Yeah, but I can tell it's going to be a frustrating six weeks - Lots of things I can't do.GF: Anything I can do to help out.TC: Well there is one thing - ah never mind.GF: What?TC: I could use a. I smiled as I left the panties on top. Rushing to complete my preparations, I finally slipped on the blindfold and clasped my hands behind my back; I bowed my head to wait.Anticipation is a two-edged sword, and it clawed at my insides, twisting and turning this way and that, but it was also sweet as it built and grew. With my eyesight removed, the experience was heightened as all my references to time were removed. I fought to calm the rush of nerves and adrenaline and let the weightlessness. He knows he doesn’t have to take me continuously just because he could more often. He knows I am here for him, when he really does want to. And this return is another expression of that. I come home from being away. I come right out to be with him. Does he really know the difference? Probably not, but it isn’t important, is it? What is important is that the desire is there, the need, the want.And looking over at Mom, the same is developing between her and Jackson. A loving need to be together.