“Becky, it’s Uncle Eric!” She continued speaking. “Fred is already at work. I mentioned you were back, but told him we couldn’t say anything...until you and NASA approved it.”He heard the spare receiver pick up. “Hallo?”“I wanted to tell you I’m flying to Washington, D.C., tomorrow morning. The Congressional inquiry begins at eight o’clock the following day. It will broadcast live, with a fifteen minute delay in case they don’t want me to reveal anything embarrassing. It’s expected to last. " Okay, I'll book a flight for the next day or so and call you back so you can meet me, ok?" I asked."Great mum, thanks, you all right for money?" Oh yeah," I giggled. "I emptied our joint account three weeks ago and put it all into mine." Serves him bloody right." My thoughts exactly darling." It was four days later when I stepped off the plane into the searing heat of a Spanish summer, I was getting quite used to the heat after Jamaica and I thought how nice it would be to live in Spain where. Connie, Renée and clutch of other cheerleaders in civilian clothes looked confused. Connie saw me, grabbed Renée’s arm and walked over. Renée was kept purposefully on my side.“Hi Connie, Hi Renée,” I greeted them.“Hey Dean,” She said with a slow calculated decision. I saw her fingers squeeze Renée’s arm. Renée’s yellow decorated bookbag jiggled as she swayed.“Hi Dean. Hi Wanda.” She murmured.“So, c’mere?” Connie turned up the corner of her grin in contest with the crutch ridden girl.“Yeah,. I stood there, my hand on her forehead, and watched while the nurses and others moved around me as if I weren't there as they continued to try and take care of her.I few minutes later, after a couple bags of warm saline had infused, she slowly opened her eyes and looked up at me. Our eyes connected and I felt a rush, like electricity shooting up my arm and into my mind. Only it was very weak, nothing like the sensation I had felt with Angela, and yet exactly like I had felt with Angela. Just.