Leaving the bed I get ready for work another day at the office. I still wonder why I have these dreams ever since living in a house with negative ener...y where my parents always argued, to living by a graveyard there was a lot of action. Spirit action always happens around me, ever since I was little. I would play bar with vampires, witches, and demons, to having my little dragon statue thrown at my head, when my bedroom door was locked. Things always happened, even when my family and I lived by. She just lay there, feeling warm and very much alive, as Gustavo finished his washing, wrapped his young body in a towel and climbed the stairs to his bedroom. Isabella retreated to her room and lay on the bed, just as she was doing now, fifteen years later as a grown woman. She now knew exactly what had been going on and smiled, but in those days her mind was racing. She was confused and aroused. Even now, the memory of that first afternoon spying on Gustavo gave Isabella a tingling in her. Harkins of the Second National Bank here in Town?’ ‘No sir, never heard of him.’ said Keynes. ‘So you wouldn’t know where he is?’ I asked. ‘Think about it, it’s important.’ ‘No, sorry, I have no idea.’ said Keynes. I knew he was telling the truth. An opportunity missed. Part 16 – Solution ‘This is Bettina Wurtzburg, KXTC Channel Two News!’ yelled the lovely redhead reporterette from in front of County Regional Bank at 7:00am Monday, March 16th. ‘Channel Two News is bringing you live coverage. Unfortunately, balancing the budget meant massive cutsin the space program. Maybe if we’d spent a few dollarsthere we may have noticed the half Pluto sized cometthat skirted past Mars dragging this special “dust”behind it. I blame Bush. Both of ’em. Anyway, as I understand it, as the rock passed Earth’sgravitational flow some of the dust got sucked in, bentthe rays of the sun, and made it appear to flicker likea bad light bulb. Talk about freaking everyone out..