Morning Brittany. Good Morning, Buddy! said Brittany as she ruffed up his hair. Youre up early. Not as early as you. Im always up before you. Now that... he mentioned it, Brittany had noticed that he was never around during her morning teasing routine. Yeah, I guess. Brittany started to prepare her own breakfast. Of course she was also trying to make up for all of the mornings Victor had missed. Whenever she needed something it was either on the highest shelf or the lowest, giving every angle of. I was already known in my program as the bookworm and as Gaelen often called me Bookmouse, others had started to adopt the pet name because I was so standoffish and always studying which I thought was the purpose for going to college, apparently not as much as socializing in the alien world. ‘How are you doing Lance?’ He sat back on his hands, ‘Phew, I am so glad that test is over. Why would he give us such a hard test this close to the festival, its as if he wants us to focus.’ ‘I suppose that. “I tuck good, Ma-am.” Grady whispered, while his mother watched the chase. “Even with child, Sheila says I’m good. I got her and Ma good, she said.”My blush spoke for me.Alerted to her son’s whispers, Eleanor intervened. “Don’t listen to the boy, Honey. He is wicked, not like your son. Grady be wild wicked. Yours’ just sad and lonely sinful.” She told her son, “God will punish you, I promised. That’s why you boys go hungry more now. You got me with baby Joe, and now I can’t fend much in a day.. Nanny didn’t wait anymore before stepping forward and placing her four hands against the open air. Pearly, iridescent light spread from her hands, quickly defining a wall that spread out in all directions.“The Pearly Gates,” Sonia whispered, a note of awe in her voice.“I didn’t know you were religious,” Shelly said.“I’m not,” Sonia shook her head. “But on an academic note, this is fascinating.”“These are not the gates,” Nanny informed them. “The angel you call Saint Peter guards them, allowing.