It was Amy's idea to write this. People have really accepted me and it was right to explain my powers. Many people know what I can do and they have se...en me in action, but this story gives a true insight on what I did to learn my skill. The car accident was true, but their were no witnesses and I am sure the driver did not see me as I ran in front of his car, that night. The bathroom incident, happened, but in a different way. The Terence Street Boys do not really exist and so did not attack. As she rose to stand in front of me, my right hand slid to her waist. Just as had occurred when we kissed hello, I moved my hand upward and rested my thumb against the swell of her breast. “Are you okay?” I enquired. “Yes, thank you.” She sighed again. “I need that paper, as I urgently have to place an order later today for a client coming in on Friday. I nearly forgot. Now, what was I doing? Oh. Coffee!” I stepped back and allowed her to pass. I was sure she had noticed my thumb resting on. As though those around her were mere shadows.She knelt, crossed her breast and shoulders and moved to light a candle. Her lips moved in prayer as the flame touched wick, sparked and crackled. I let myself drift closer until I could hear her whispered plea.As her flame touched each candle, her lips moved. "Gabriel, hear me. Take my prayer."Interesting. A prayer to Gabriel. To the patron saint of messengers.Another candle, another payer. "St. Francis de Sales, hear my prayer. Open my ears, bless. But there was no way mom can produce child as father was unfit due to ill health,this conversation was happening in the kitchen she stopped her chore to look at me , i could not say anything and i knew where this could possibly lead to, i said no , she persisted u have to do this ramesh, its for our family we r not doing it for anything else, i said i want some time to think, after two days of depression, if this was for family benifit i m gonna father a child i concluded.i went to home from.