If they were alive... Linda breathed out deeply, making a tremendous effort to pull herself together.The detective in charge had allowed Linda to spea... to no one, not even to Mom or Dad. Anyway, from what she could tell from her reception when she came home, her parents didn't seem to want to talk to her. Dad had consciously looked away and Mom wouldn't look at her. She felt alone, so terribly, hopelessly alone. That loneliness played back in her mind, in slow motion, and the hidden scream. " putting her face to his chest, and feeling the tears wet his shirt."Nooo. It's not your fault, I didn't think as well, and once again I broke a promise, what ever you want to do, I'll be with you all the way, at your side." Really?" Have I lied to you yet?" he smiles at her wiping her tears."Never." almost inaudibly, and making a little smile feeling better that Alan has accepted the child within her body, Alan let's go fo her for a moment"Mr. and Mrs. Shackler, I'm sorry for this situation,. I crane my neck around to see what is making the light and I see panels on the wall that are emitting a soft glow. I try to read what they say but it's hard to focus on the panel. I realize I am quite thirsty again and my throat feels even worse than before. The glass and pitcher are still on the table so I pull my right hand out from under the heavy blanket and reach for the pitcher to pour a fresh glass. The pitcher is only about half a meter away, but as I reach out for it, it seems. Rene was on the floor, spread-eagled, his knees were aching and elbows bruised, but his mind was clear. In the crisis he acted with decision and purpose, qualities that one day would surely land him in tops jobs. He did not waste time examining his wounds, as lesser men would have done. He knew what he had to do in a hurry. Any moment aunt will be in his room investigating the thunderclap. Rene had to act fast and remove the debris of the stool from under that peephole. In spite of the pain and.