MoogPlayer ~~~~~~ If wishes were horses, Then dreamers would ride… Jon Butcher ~~~~~~ Have you ever wished really hard…and then prayed that it wou...ld come true? Well, this is a story about answered prayers. ~~~~~~ Hi, my name is Marcus Richard Parker Jr., but all of my friends call me ‘Rick’, which was the name my father chose to call me. I’m well past fifty years old now, but what you’re about to read happened when I was in my second year of college, the same year that I turned twenty. I stand. Could you escort him, please?"Shelly smiled at the bearded, tanned gentleman. "Mr Farouq, would you come this way, please?" Just Farouq ... it's my first name. Your name is Shelly, is it not? Have you been working here long?"Shelly smiled proudly. "For over fifteen years ... I started part-time during high school and I've never left. I would not want to work anywhere else." It IS nice, isn't it ... fresh air, lots of sun ... the feel of the breeze on your skin." Here we are," said she as she. It was stupid of him to think that way because Devon had the entire envirolevel telepathically sealed. Nothing could penetrate his demon brother’s wall of power. He needed to wash. His mouth tasted like puke and his hair was sticky with it too. He was sitting by the edge of the lake. Rayne made her way carefully toward him. Excitement welled within her seeing him finally awake. For the past months, he’d been catatonic, but a few days ago, Angel had told her that they’d managed to rouse him. . "Don't worry," Kine added, "if you accidentally show emotion you can blame it on that."The door they were passing on their right opened, a surprised Lessa suddenly standing there. She was dressed in what Kine had to admit was a nice looking green blouse, with nothing under it, and blue jeans. Her face seemed to gain a little color as she looked at Don, but he decided not to read anything into it. It wasn't like either one was human."Oh! Um, hi you guys." Lessa paused a second, gathering her.