I recalled all the times that I had almost had a certain idea, a tantalizing thought or realization which never fully formed before there was always a...distraction, if not the actual ‘portly man from Porlock’ ... Wait a sec, it was coming back to me.I grappled ahold of the insubstantial concept, not permitting the universe from distracting me this time, as it seemed surely that it was so trying, with all kinds of noise, ambulance siren very near, noisy jet flying low overhead, car alarm right in. ’ A slight smile passed her lips. ‘Good… now that we’ve settled you’re not leaving, there’s no reason why you should not join me for breakfast. Please, sit down and I’ll pour you a cup of coffee.’ ‘Thank you,’ she said, sinking slowly into her chair. ‘I would like something to eat.’ Her dream had taken a toll… she was still exhausted. A few minutes later, Ellen brought in a plate of scrambled eggs, hash brown potatoes and a breakfast roll. Jack wondered again why Georgia had gone to such. "You were avoiding someone, weren't you? That's why you picked the back of the bus. It didn't have anything to do with me at all." She looked up at the skylight far above them and let out a sad laugh. "God, I'm so stupid sometimes." It's not what you think." Ben's eyes shifted around while he struggled to speak."What I think is that I don't want to hang out with you anymore." She stood up and headed out of the restaurant before she made an even bigger fool of herself. She barely made it out. " No hands went up.That settles it. For the next year I will be your leader. Next year we will do this again.Now to Situation 3. We all followed Mat. No one had a gun to their head. We need sensitive flight training. We all got carried away by the moment and the thrill of intense flight. It looks like a lot of other people got to share in the thrill.I am going out as your leader and FACE the press and the world.I got up and walked to the front door."Look behind you." Cynthia said.The whole.