She dug into the food immediately and I slowly ate and watched her. She was hungry I can tell. I sat there wondering how she would blow off steam if s...e had the chance.I kept on shadowing Carmen for the rest of the week and every day we would go to the same restaurant to talk at lunch. She turned out to be a very nice girl and not the evil person she was hiding behind. I wondered if she got hurt in the past that made her put up the barrier she is hiding behind. I was standing at my locker. The official version was quickly muddied about the way in which he died.There was anger from Iranians in all directions. They were angry at the Mullah’s that had built up their General’s last fight into something that it was not. Then they were mad that someone from the United States was involved. Then they were really pissed that it was just one woman who had killed him. There were challenges to claims of the strength of the Iranian soldiers when a woman had so easily killed the ‘hero general’. Morgan looked at me and then nodded. She extended her own hand, and I covered their hands with mine. "May this friendship endure," I intoned, and there was a flash that seemed to extend from our hands.Patrick shook his head. "What was that? I've never felt it before."Morgan's voice was faint. "I have. It's a sign of truth. Only those truly in accord with themselves and others will see this." She looked into Patrick's eyes as if seeing him for the first time. "I think we will find more about. OM turns and picks up a metal silver collar sitting in the seat with a long silver chain attached. He quickly slips it around her neck and puts a lock on it. Hazel looks up, the first time with a little fear in her eyes. Its ok my pet He pats her on the head. Youll learn to love your place. Hazel even more scared says Please take it off, Im scar&hellip,.. *SLAP* OM slaps Hazel across the face You arent to speak unless I ask you question. Stunned Hazel obeys and just nods. She had read slave.