His two year old daughter."Betty?" he whined.Betty unfroze. Whatever the damage, she had to take action."Daddy?" she said soothingly. "I know this is ...ard for you to understand, but I can explain everything. You've been asleep for a long time Daddy."Bob swallowed. This was too bizarre to contemplate. The analytical part of his mind nudged his consciousness and wanted to be heard. If true, what they were telling him would account for the changes he had seen. Things would change in the house over. Except for Momma, she is the only one so far that seems to be happy to see me. She hugs my neck and says, "Hi. You look well. How have you been?"Hugging her back, I say, "I'm well."Then a noise behind me makes me look. There in the back door to the house stands my daddy. In his arms is a load of wood for the fireplace.Looking down, in a voice that can barely be heard I say hello. This is the moment I had feared the most. After he places some of the logs in the fire and the rest beside the. Iwear the finest clothes, and always a small amount of tasteful andexpensive jewellery. A small gold and amber ring, an amber necklace oneach wrist, amber studs in my ears, and a flat gold necklace, and it isthe necklace that I hate. I can write all this down and get away withit, but if I were to try and say it out loud the necklace would chokeme, even kill me if I really rebelled. It might seem like magic but infact it is merely one of the marvels of technology that our unlovelygovernment. By that Friday, there was scarcely any clothing visible at school that wasn’t black.“You came!” Adrienne shouted. “We were so afraid you’d back out.”“And then we were afraid we’d back out,” Celia sighed. “I know all three of our mates have screwed other people and I’m fine with that. But when it comes to doing it myself, I still feel like I’m cheating. Can we take it a little slow?”“Whatever you want,” I said. “We don’t have to do anything. We can just hang out and talk, you know? That’s one of.