Now that Mokuba was there, he could play host for the event. "Yes. I think I will go with you. I'll meet you at my car."She kissed my cheek, encourage... Hianko to kiss 'Uncle Seto' as well, and left me to gather my wits.I envied her. I envied Honda. They found joy and comfort where others would have found loss and betrayal. Honda, like Fujita, was able to sow faith and reap hope. I sowed emptiness and reaped only loneliness.I took a breath and a moment to stretch. Then I smiled and remained. I went into that river after her only because if I hadn't, her father would have would have arranged a very slow and painful death for me. I am no hero, and I know that. They found the bullet fragments in her brain sometime later in the ER.She went from the Lucy, who rode a moped from here to California, to Lucy who hovered between life and death, That was just the first month. Then she was somewhere between life and something almost like life, but not quite. Then she was awake, but had no idea. I woke up at 10:38. I smoked a square, smoked a bowl, and went downstairs to eat Ramen noodles. Around 1, my friend texted me saying to come over, twenty minutes later i was knocking on her door( i stopped by my dealers house to get an ounce). She told me to come in, and i asked her if her dad was home. She said no. I asked her if she wanted to toke and she pulled out a 12-in bong and said this is for you. I was so. " And what?"She looked down at the floor and almost whispered, "I couldn't take my eyes off of it. It just kept growing and growing and then he asked me if I wanted to touch it" and her voice trailed off. I didn't say anything, I just stood there looking at her while she stared down at the floor. Finally she said, "I didn't, honest, I didn't."I didn't think that she had, but then I said, "But you wanted to, didn't you?"She didn't say anything. "Didn't you?" I pressed.She sighed and almost.