The Saturday after our game dawned clear and warm, a late Indian Summer day that makes you glad you live in Florida. Richie told us to be ready by nin... so Katrina and I were in the kitchen with our backpacks when the doorbell rang. When we hit the door Richie was waiting, with a sweeping gesture he pointed to a stretch Lincoln limousine waiting at the curb. Katrina's eyebrows worked up and down as Richie chivalrously took her backpack and led us away.When I told Katrina the Caldwell's houseboat. Assumption’s point guard was a super ball-handler, so I didn’t really try to steal the ball from him as he dribbled against my man pressure. I made him turn a few times before he crossed half-court. Just past that dividing line, Big-Mike Horichek attacked the smaller point guard with our ‘jump-trap’ defense. Big-Mike’s six-two body, along with my six-three frame created a large wall, along with the half-court and sidelines, for Assumption’s shorter guard. When he jumped to pass to his teammate. As she walked towards me my heart stopped, her beauty taking my breath, her body carved by the Gods….a walking Greek statue. I try to calm myself, taking deep breaths as she approaches. As we stand before one another, staring silently, we speak. Yet these are not words heard by any but us, our souls communicating through a shared thread of existence. I reach to touch her face, and upon contact it is as though a million tiny firecrackers explode in my fingertips. I see visions of our past, of. A six-man team had been dispatched to search inside the distant alien structure.---Dameia was part of the squad exploring inside, the shoulder-mounted lights of her backpack shining through her long, curly blonde hair as she trailed behind the others. Her striking blue eyes kept darting between each of the other three members before her, as they maintained a distance from her greater than was strictly necessary.Their fifth had been left at the entrance to keep watch. No one questioned that the.