"Snooze," I muttered in realization, though I was too focused on my ownattackers to help her.Slammer and Senshi threw themselves at me, but neither co...ld really usetheir powers without hitting each other. Senshi had her PK sword outbut didn't dare swing it.I kicked Slammer, catching him between the legs and dropping him to theground with a howl of pain. I felt guilty for doing and even felt amoment of sympathy pain, though I'd do it again if it helped me survivethis."I knew I should have. After a quick stop at our local deli, I aimed the Jeep south wondering if either of us would be able to delay the inevitable long enough to make a sandwich.I'm happy to report we did get to the sandwiches ... eventually.When we got to our favorite spot and found it empty, my lady jumped out of the Jeep and her clothes simultaneously, leaving her in my favorite black bikini. One of these days I was going to have to take her shopping for another suit. And didn't that thought give me all sorts of. " You poor thing. I'm so sorry," she whispered, "I didn't know it was that bad."I continued by telling her how my mother and her were the only two people I trusted, the only two people I could tell almost anything to and the only two people who could always make me feel happy. I could see a little smile form in the corner of her mouth and I hoped she realized how much she really meant to me. But then I arrived at that moment five years ago."Then, that day he went too far. He was way too drunk.. One day Paul was getting the mail when he got a strange letter from the local television studio. "Mom, look at this," Paul said as he walked into the house. Salem, a Calico cat waited at the front door and followed him into the kitchen. "We've been invited to be on some game show." "The game show is to test the knowledge of mothers and daughter teams," Paul's mom said as she took the letter and read it. "It's a shame I don't have a daughter instead of son." "It would have been nice to be on.