Chatsworth?" I gave them the address of the 'Sycamores'. He used the Radio to advise his superior. When he used the words. "Possibly attempted Murder"...It only re-inforced the suspicion I had.As we got nearer to the hospital the traffic became quite congested."Music and Lights?" Suggested Constable Knight. Whittaker agreed, and The policewomen lowered her window and reaching out, stuck the blue flashing light on the roof, at the same time the Detective switched on the two tones. Like that we. The banner proclaims "Jefferson High Girl's going away Slumber Party." Aliciais manning the phone, her palm organizer in one hand and a list of girl's nameson a pad of paper in front of her. I catch her in mid pitch. "Of course NOBOYS," she says giggling, "what kind of slumber party has BOYS?" She pauses,listening. "You'll come? Great see you at eight." I look over her shoulder at the list. There are twelve names with ticks againstthem and times ranging from 6:30 to 9PM. Alicia is a popular. I know it's stupid but I wanted, no needed, to say goodbye. Trust me Becky, it's getting easier to live life afterwards, I am healing."Gebriele smiled at her friend."I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast," Becky remarked, "gotta get home to my Hubby." She went out the back door to her truck and left.Gebriele, sighed allowing her head to fall into her hands, elbows on the table, tears flowing easily as she felt him with her once again.Sitting with her head in her hands, she didn't see the two. Sam was glad the boy was willing to stand up for others and for himself. Of course Meredith threatened to castrate him if he said anything unkind to Brock. And Sam was pretty sure she wasn’t joking this time.“Well, I guess I don’t need to ask you to tell me a little bit about yourself,” Sam said with a deep laugh. “I guess I could ask you to tell me something about yourself that the rest of the world might not know.”Brock looked up at the huge man and Brock didn’t look up to many people. Sam.