I've managed to convey Alex's shock and awe; well, his shock at events at least, and the awe of those surrounding him. But there are some specific lim...tation in first person narrative, and with this chapter, I found I'd written myself into a bit of a corner. So I'm switching to third-person in this chapter in order to better reflect the awe of his followers as the first perceived him and his energy—which is hard to convey from his perspective. Although it's awkward switching like this, this. He felt so bad for his aunt and uncle but he had no idea how to fix their problem. Mostly, all he could do was just be there and act as a passive deterrent to his Aunt Rita's sexual fluctuations. He wasn't even sure he'd be able to do that.Rita began taking her new medication the morning after Jack got home. A few hours after she took the first pill, he asked her if she thought it was working. She explained to him that it would probably take at least a couple of days to build up to a. She laughed. “I know what you meant.”“Not just that,” Rhonda amended. “We did a lot of talking here.”“We did. And critiquing.”“Speaking of which, how’s the screenplay?”“Scrapped. Well not exactly scrapped. I’m still working on it. Something to submit to USC. I’m just not all that interested in directing it.”“Would submitting a film be better?” Theresa asked.“What are you thinking?” Rhonda asked her.“You’re beginning a significant change in your career. Getting out of Eddie’s shadow. Perhaps. “Sometimes, I can’t keep my eyes off you during meetings.” “Thank you, sir,” Pandora awkwardly responded. “You have a lot of potential in this industry and I would hate to see that go to waste. Maybe we could work something out so you could keep your job.” Pandora had no idea where this conversation was going, but she knew the last thing she wanted to do was lose her job. “That would be great!” she said, without hesitation. Mr. Smith responded, ”Good,” and arose from his chair. He walked over.