I had been on sensory overload going on two days! Brain and body overload was coming I could feel it! My mind went in fifty million different directio...s all at once, trying to keep pace with so much new information. I had to slow it down and approach this in some sort of order.I actually felt dizzy, lightheaded and my breathing had lost its regular automatic pace. My heart was pounding I could feel my pulse beating hard and fast through my veins. It was getting increasingly difficult to focus. ..like...embarrassment.And frustration. And..confusion.Not to mention I could feel the wetness beginning between my legs."It's..fine...I um..I'm just going to..go though.You stay and enjoy the rest of the movie, yeah?"I stuttered this out without meeting my brothers (who was two years my elder)eyes and then stood,my curvy body cold without the covering of a blanket over me.Goosebumps were raising as I speed-walked up to my room,but I barely noticed that or the cold.All I could see was my. Now pay attention, and I'll start your lessons just like our father started us as children."After explaining how to move and to be observant, I started them on a little practice. It required over an hour but some of them were able to move more quietly. I was worried that as they grew more tired, they would slip back into their old ways. They were ready to move out again and were in a stagger column on the trail when I spotted the deer."Listen up and do exactly as I tell you," I began in a quiet. I walked back to the car and peered inside to the passenger seat and saw the pale crusty stain on the black leather. It couldn’t have been more than an inch or two in diameter, but in my head it looked like someone had spilt a gallon of white paint onto the seat. I braced myself against the car and looked at the kid and then to Laura. I watched from a distance as she listened intently to Roger explain some inexplicable detail of the Range Rover in front of them. She broke her eye contact with.