I wanted tostop and just hold her until the tears were gone, but I knew Icouldn't. I glanced back and saw Mrs. Martin grab for and miss Luka'sshoulder... I also saw my foster father climbing through the window."Hold on there, hon." I turned back and saw Andrew standing in thedoorway. "I'm sure you have good intentions, but--"Without slowing down, I threw my full weight into slamming my shoulderinto his gut. I felt guilty even before I saw him land on his backside,pain and shock plain on his face,. "You deserve a real congratulation for this big step!" She put her arms around my neck, and gave me a big sloppy kiss. I mean a really big kiss. The biggest she had ever given me. And right there in front of Mark. We would often kiss hello and goodbye, and every now and then the kisses would be a little more than I would expect, a little lingering, a darting tongue, but not like this. Her eyes were closed, she was pressing her chest against mine, and her tongue was halfway down my throat. A few. "All right... the rest of you OUT! Angel and her parents can tell youabout it later!" At a questioning look from Angel's mother, she explained. "Three ofAngel's friends, Miss Brown, Miss Morgan, and Mr. Streight, arespying on us. Miss Brown," she gestured, and a somewhat larger thanRobin sized, opaque black ovoid appeared across the room. "It's rudeto come into someone else's house unannounced and uninvited, toeavesdrop on a private conversation. I suggest you leave, before youembarrass. His body continues to slide down the monument, the spire forcing it’s way through his body. It rips it’s way out through the top of his stomach, piercing the diaphragm and continues it’s way up, a mixture of blood and stomach acid easing its passage. Scratching it’s way past his heart and narrowly avoiding his lung it erupts from his body, scraping his collarbone. Waylon spits out a huge spurt of blood at the Monk in a final act of defiance as his strength drains, his eyes glazing over as he.