"Not much; our tunnel to the colony center is open now, but only two of the three barrier doors are operational. We're just watching to see if any pro...lems occur until the final door closes," she said."Oh," was the twin's response. "We expecting?"I sighed. "We haven't heard from either Ruth or Manuel, and I'm sure they have noticed the fact that not all one hundred sponsors are together. And I was warned that when the first door became operational our tunnel would be visible in the colony. .. latched onto us.”I was still trying to explain why I got a late-night phone call from a 14-year-old when Jill came in shaking her head.“Are you for real?” she asked incredulously.“I texted her to see if she knew who Vicki might be,” Liz explained.“She’s a smart-mouthed little shithead,” Jill said.I couldn’t help but laugh. It was the pot calling the kettle black.“I seem to collect those people,” I said, gesturing to Jill with my thumb.“Hey!” Jill said indignantly. Liz just burst into. His parents had bought him a sailboat as a graduation present, and we were going to spend the summer on the water.Staying at a youth hostel in Montreal, I had met quite a few people and had a great time. I was sharing a room with three other girls, and they knew the city well. End result: Montreal was definitely my choice. I was to leave for Boston by bus the next morning, but my roommates were trying to convince me to stay for the comedy festival, telling me that the talent here was equal to. We went inside and found Chuck Tracy having some coffee."Chuck, Tom shot a doe he has no tag for," I began. "Would you want to tag it and help the kid out?" The little shit should be more careful," laughed Chuck. "I have plenty of time to get a doe and I'll fill my own tag. Where is it?"Before I could stop Tom, he told Chuck where we had hidden it. That was the kid's second mistake. A couple of the other guys came in. I was about to ask them if they wanted to tag the doe when an ominous knock.