I didn't need to hear what she said.I didn't need to hear what she said. Not now, there's a youngster in the room. Just because I'm ten, doesn't mean I don't get urges! But, it was one of the few things I hadn't convinced Ken to do for me. I didn't have the courage to ask. I don't have the courage for anything. P'nyssa said, smiling down at me, "Good luck, Pat." I nodded, smiling back. Ken dragged me out of the room, and we were intercepted a few metres down the hall by Aaden, Ken's - lover. He's a melMephit, kind of a skunk type, but not smelly, almost exaggerated in his maleness. He said, "Why so subdued, Ken? You're usually all over me." Ken whispered something to Aaden, who nodded. Geez. Aaden winked down at me. "Good luck, Pat." I was attracted to Aaden a bit as well, pity he was gay. Ah well, nothing I can do about it - nor he. Ken and I met a few others, like his granddaughter Ember, who added the now-trite "good luck" plea. After meeting everyone, which took quite a while, it was mid-day. "Okay, Pat, like everyone else said, good luck. Now, take an SDisk to the start of the walk." I looked up at him, a slight snarl on my face. "You said they were broken. You lied!" He said with a serene mien, "I did. Just like you do when you talk with me. I don't need that act. I like you because - you're you." So he wasn't the ignoramus I had made him out to be. I was about to apologize when he added, "Now, go. |