Still, I was undecided. I turned my head and gazed out to the street as I pondered my options. It occurred to me that Eddie would have to say somethin... soon – and that it would make my decision for me. Perhaps it would be something even cruder and more arrogant than anything he had said so far. Or perhaps it would be something soft and graceful – a carefully crafted compliment that would display a special insight into my sensibilities. Or perhaps he would find some subtle way of inflaming and. . Surely I wasn’t being crazy to maybe suspect the man who’d been hypnotizing her of being responsible for the changes in my mother... Now I don’t know much about hypnotism. My understanding is that you can’t make anyone do anything they don’t want to do ... but hell, maybe Mom did want me to be a teenager again, someone she could control, order around. Someone who listened to her, respected her.Not that I didn’t respect her, of course. But ... well, maybe Mom wanted to go back to a time when I. Julie went out shopping with her k**s and came back a few hours later after lunch, when she got out of the car she was wearing a tight blouse, short skirt and a pair of those chucky platform shoes that were popular in the 70's, I had never actually seen her in anything but jeans and shirts before and she looked very sexy and caught a brief glimpse of her panties as she bent over to get her bags out the car before going into the house, I thought to myself it felt a little like before with. Which could make things more dangerousfor us but also for him." What do you mean?" I asked."Did you ever read the Lord of the Rings? In the book the wizard Gandalfsays any of the mortal race who tried to use such an artifact wouldeventually be possessed by it." You like Lord of the Rings?" I asked with a smile."Why not? It's an excellent book," Megan replied.I smiled, and then said, "So if it is an artifact, what should weexpect?" Depends on how much of Alan is left after a stunt like he just.