.. Are they real or justlies forced upon me by my son? Who can change reality?" They are real if you want them to be Mary." Paula said "If you denythe..., you will only cause yourself pain. And it will hurt your child.Newborn immortals need a human anchor and another immortal to physicallylatch into this dimension. If you deny your son now, it will hurt hisdevelopment here on Earth. I cant stand to see my son get hurt. And I'msure you feel the same too."She was right. I love my son so much. I. ’ ‘Oh, goody, I adore surprises. What is it?’ He chuckled at her excitement. ‘I’m taking you now.’ ‘I wondered why you missed the turning for home. Is it just the two of us? How long will it take?’ ‘Yes, and a little over an hour, so if you need the toilet, you’ll have to go now. There’s a café ahead.’ ‘I’m fine thanks, Grandad.’ ‘Sure? It’ll be your last chance.’ ‘Uh, huh.’ They chatted for a while, until the houses petered out to be replaced by forest. That’s when Grandad took his hand from. "Karen was about to demand to know who Mark was when a familiar voiceasked, "What are you doing with this freak?"Karen looked over at Cecelia, who had just rounded the corner. The restof their entourage stood a good distance away, whispering and lookingover. Karen frowned and shifted back to Shayna, hoping the weirdo wouldhave a good answer. "I, uh, don't really remember. Why was I talking toyou, anyway?"Shayna shrugged, making no effort to explain. Bitch, Karen thought.Cecelia sighed. He was so God damned black, that I had to wonder if his family ever had any white blood mixed in. I even stared at the way his mouth was shaped. He was puffing on one of those black tobacco cigarettes.He caught me staring. "Are you just going to sit there and stare, or are you going to take your clothes off?"My hands went for my blouse buttons, and then I stopped. "Give me a cigarette," I demanded of Robert."You shouldn't start smoking," he answered as he put his own cigarette out. "You're too.