“Thanks for your support, I think I might be serious this time. I’ve already briefly thrown it into the air around my mom and she’s not flipped ...ut yet, so we’ll see what turns out,” she looks happy and content, something I wish I could be. Even though I don’t really believe in any God, I send my own little prayer up that she finds her true love. I don’t want her to have to go through what I go through. She could never hold up to it.……………………………………………………………………….. That afternoon I decide to run. Jackie came walking over with a rather hesitant Mary behind. ‘Thank you for the invitation,’ said Jackie. ‘There was a one-hour wait.’ ‘We’re not imposing on you are we Mr. Brock?’ asked Mary. ‘Not at all. I’m all alone here tonight and it’s nice to have the company of two beautiful ladies.’ I smiled at both of them. ‘Please call me Myron, it’s a lot less formal.’ The waiter came over and handed the girls a menu. ‘Ladies, dinner is on me tonight,’ I said. ‘You don’t need to do that Mr. Brock, I. It was similar to what had happened to him on the plane, this time however it was not nearly as strong. Looking across the table at Selene he watched her concentration increase, he felt the pressure increase as well but it was nothing he could not handle. It seemed that whatever had happened on the plane had rewired him a bit to automatically defend against this type of thing. Finally the pressure built to a crescendo, Michael could feel the pressure build to its peak then fall away. Selene was. A Good Something at that. She shuddered again, then swung the porch door open to enter the house. Her kids were away tonight, she had the place to herself. Another idea rooted itself in her thoughts, she had the whole town to herself, as well. She strolled into her office, reached to the handsfree phone and speed dialed her best friend, Michelle, or Mick as she called her. As she salutated her friend she was taking out her earrings. Mick wasted no time in giving her every sordid detail about.