”“Sorry… Look, maybe it was an UFO.”“Gimme a break!”“Ugh, fine! It was a shooting star, then.”“I heard I could make a wish when I se... a shooting star in the sky.”“Too late for that.” replied Jake with a teasing smile on his face.“Well… I’ll just wait for another one!" shouted Hunter with his determined boyish voice.“I don’t think there’ll be another shooting star, Hunter…”“Look, another one! Told ya!! All right... Gonna make my wish now…”The boys were silent, and Jake was surprised that another. .." MOM!" What? I've had my nose rubbed in it! Wake up and smell the coffee!"Velma, the only witness to this exchange who was not involved directly, turned away, thoroughly embarrassed. Well, they were da Boss' womenfolk... Sharon, having sunk her barbs, was done. "Velma, I'll be eating in my office. Could you send me around half a grapefruit, a bagel, and coffee?" Yes, Miz Sharon. Yo' shoah yo' don' want more'n dat?" Velma's eyes blackmailed her for the sake of the younger generation's. And then she had an orgy while her best friend watched. She met a couple of cute werewolves that she now had sex with regularly, at the same time. She’d seen spirits and ghostly after images, living nightmares, and spoken with what might as well have been some ancient god of death. At this point, she was starting to feel comfortable with being uncomfortable. Mostly. Somewhat. A bit.Still, as she walked through the Gauntlet behind Matthew and in front of Arturo, she reminded herself that this. We had talked about this weekend away together. Deb used to love to fish and it was a chance to spend a weekend cuddle in a sleeping bag together. I had put this fishing trip together, but ‘we’ had made all the plans.“Deb, what the hell is going on?”“Nothing is going on. The twins have always shared a closer bond with you than with me. I figured that this would be your last time together and I didn’t want to intrude.”“Intrude? Deb, you’re their mother. How could you intrude?”“I just felt that I.