Debbie was a sweet thing, long blonde hair, 5'5 and built for swimsuits. We had a relationship that more like friends than lovers. We hadn't even pett...ed at the movies!In any event, Mom and Dad were going out for the evening so I asked Debbie if she would like to come over for a swim in our new pool. We hadn't been in the water for 10 minutes when a sudden storm moved in chasing us into the house.After we changed out of wet suits and into bathrobes we moved into the livingroom."Well, so much for. This is the time when you'resupposed to look at us and think our music is shite." I don't know," he said, "I just like it. It speaks to me. OK, Isound like a total wanker when I say that, don't I? I just found it onSpotify, to be honest I didn't realise it was so old until recently."I wasn't surprised it spoke to him. He was the perfect audience forit, all adolescent angst and identity. "It's OK. Like what you likebut, yeah, don't tell people it speaks to you. That was bloody awful."We. We call them the four stooges. They are always getting into trouble. We have had to chase them off a couple of times when they get too close to the farm."I watched as the smallest wolf suddenly pounced on the biggest one. They were soon rolling in the snow. The other two trotted into the woods ignoring their sister's antics. When the big male looked like he had the upper hand, she yelped. The other two suddenly burst from the woods and tackled the bully. Devin and I just sat quietly and watched. I was in an anonymous street with Mary Jane; we scoured the sides of the street but didn't see anyone."Look I'm sorry..." Mary Jane began to say but I stopped her."It doesn't matter, somehow our basic personalities were forced out into the open, whatever this thing is it is powerful and supernatural." I told her and to me that finished the conversation, but not apparently to Mary Jane."But I've never done that before, to kill without remorse. That's not me!" She protested."Yes it is, if it was.