A man building a house; be it a lean-to of sticks, a straw hut or the Taj Mahal," he explained.I had to nod again."Tell me, Tom, where does the synerg... come from?" Inspiration and perspiration," I guessed."That's some of it. What's inspiration called?"Hey, you say you're God. I can connect those dots! "The soul."He nodded. "And tell me Tom; Monday, you believed in me. Wednesday, you didn't. Why would God be happier with you today, than on Monday?" Not a clue," I shot back. "It doesn't make. Bread riots occurred in various cities as well, as the price of wheat jumped due to drought. Solar flares had caused multiple instances of EMP, electromagnetic pulse, that disrupted the power grid in large population centers as well as small towns and rural areas. Several thousand people had spontaneously combusted worldwide, though plenty were also roasted alive by me and the news couldn’t tell the incidents apart, so reported them all as flukes.News reports of growing numbers of sterile men. They liked him now but theythought he was a girl. How would they react to a skinny, short, androgynousKelly in a gym class with them? Grade school had been bad enough; in a few shortweeks, he might be finding out how other boys might react in junior high. Highschool had to be even worse."It must have been hard," said Kelly and wondered for a moment why Melissa goteven redder.They didn't say anything to each other for a bit after that; Melissa looked atpictures in a magazine and Kelly tried to. Please, come in." I stepped back and opened the door for him to come in, and when I did I showed him my inner thigh. He was eying my legs again as he entered the apartment. Then he looked up at me and smiled. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything you were doing," he said with a smile. "No," I said. "I don't wear much around the house. So I just threw on my girlfriend's robe to answer the door." "You don't have to wear anything for me," he said. "I think you look good in your girlfriend's robe.".