"Ok, seriously, what sort of adventures are you looking for?"Maggie wasn't sure whether she was misreading the situation or whether she had had one to...o many cocktails, but the atmosphere had definitely become more intense. Anna was now stroking Maggie's arm, and looking intently at her. She started laughing again, pulled her arm away and called for more drinks from the waiter nearby.Maggie had to admit that if she was reading the situation correctly, she was actually very flattered. She had. Wondering if there was a story worth reporting, the journalist went to The Wall to check out the old man. Just as she arrived, there the old man was walking slowly up to that venerable site.The journalist stood quietly by and watched the old man pray. After about forty-five minutes, the old man turned to leave. He was using a cane and was moving very slowly. The journalist then approached the old man for an interview.“Pardon me, Sir, I’m Rebecca Smith from CNN. What’s your name?”“Morris. I need you to watch something. Why don’t both of you have a seat there on the couch?”James has known the girls since they were very young, ever since he and his wife bought the house adjoining theirs at the rear. His wife has never let him smoke in the house, which is how he came to be standing on his back porch Friday evening when Chloe cut through his yard. If he had lit up only a moment earlier she would have seen him, and nothing would have happened. But she didn’t see him, and as soon as. That was yesterday. You were in a very deep Coma, no one thought you’d wake up any time soon. Do you remember anything?’ He shook his head. ‘Just a very bad pain in my head…’ ‘hm… well at least you’re awake now, how do you feel? Do you remember who you are?’ ‘I feel okay, I guess… My name is John Black and I’m 19..’ ‘Okay John, I’ll call your family, they sure will be happy to hear you’re okay.’ She smiled and turned away. ‘Cause you definitely are with that big boner You got there…’ He turned.