So Megan had known the EV-1 was coming, but what she hadn’t known was that it was only going to be a temporary thing… Jonathan graduated high scho...l in 1996 and they leased the EV-1 for him and Nuri to drive while they attended UCLA. The boys were studying philosophy and international diplomacy. They needed to fully understand how to communicate with people without using their ‘gifts.’ It was an unfair advantage and they had promised their parents that they would be wise and fair in utilizing. "It's not funny, you know," I snapped at them. "In fact, it's painful as hell - especially if you didn't grow up with them to begin with." I gave them both an angry glance."Linda, we're sorry," they both replied in a slightly sober tone. "We weren't laughing at you, we're just happy to be able to serve you. Anything that makes you happy makes us happy."Suddenly I felt embarrassed by my actions. They may have appeared to be mindless bimbos, but both of them were wiser then I could ever hope to. "Water, no ice."He didn't actually have anything against ice; he just wanted to know how well she listened. She nodded and bustled away. He watched her legs over his book.She was back in minutes with a glass of water with no ice. Efficient and able to listen."Are you ready for me to take your order?" she asked.It was on the tip of his tongue to ask her if she was ready to take his orders but he controlled himself. "The Cobb Salad. No bread."She wrote it down and glanced over her pad at him. She. I can't hate you. I love you." She smiled again, this time without any trace of sadness.A tear I didn't know was there slipped down my cheek. It was that very smile which caught my eye that day, so long ago. She had been in a blue 1968 Corvette. The bright summer sunlight shining in the highlighted streaks of the thick light brown hair rolling over her tawny shoulders had gotten my attention as I passed her. Then she looked over with her lovely green cat-like eyes and caught me staring. That.