”“Sure,” I said. “Come on inside.”We headed for the kitchen. I didn’t have any beer so I offered him a Caffeine-Free Diet Coke, which he t...rned down. I have this cookie jar shaped like those eggs from the movie “Alien,” which Jim thought was way cool. He opened the cookie packaging and put half of the sugar cookies inside.“Glad to see that thing didn’t jump out and grab my face,” he laughed.We chitchatted a few more minutes. He seemed reluctant to leave and kept trying to prolong the. "I have had to kill... And many of them were innocent. No wrong-doing in their lives, not that would have merited death. I never understood. What is so difficult about killing? Any fool can kill. It's giving life that's hard." He sighed. "I think she wants me to become Loduur, He Who Brings Chaos. But what choice do I have. She..." His face lit from within. "She gave me life. I would be nothing without her."Catheryne was silent. Here was true devotion. It was an inspiring weapon."Why didn't you. .. panties?" I'd almost called themdiapers, but I didn't want to think of them as that, especially since I waswearing a pair of them.Aunt Joan's cheek rubbed my ear as she nodded. "That's right, Bobby. Theyhave a special website for kids and parents dealing with bed-wetting." Shebegan clicking through the site, pointing out where they had info about whysome kids wet their beds and how to wake up dry more often. We even spent alittle time scrolling through their message board, looking at post. Almost ready to just leave it in the mail box, she heard a man's voice call out, “One minute!” The figure of Gina's boyfriend rounded the corner in hurried shuffle. As he got closer, she blushed as she saw that he was wet, holding a bath towel around his waist. “Have you been out here long? I just heard the doorbell. I was in the shower,” he inquired as he looked through the cracked door. “Oh, no. I-uh-just wanted to leave this for Gina, but didn't want to leave it in the mailbox. I can do that.