But then, as I pocketed the note, another crash rang out. This from the front door. My father cried out: “What is going on here!?”And I heard the ...thumping of footsteps and a drawling, Southern voice: “Why, Mr. Wells. I believe it’s a book review.”“Uh, Mr. Sinclair, we’re not here to review a book, we’re looking for that Soomie girl, ain’t we?” the familiar sound of that idiot goon – Torg, that had been his name – made my brow furrow.I could almost hear Mr. Sinclair’s clenched jaw as he. Brock was coming out of the kitchen. I gave him a push back into the kitchen.“What was that all about Jessica? I didn’t do anything to deserve that.”I just stood there for a minute looking at him. I know it wasn’t his fault but I had to blame someone.“What did you do? “ I said. “It’s not what you did Brock, it’s what your good for nothing friend didn’t do last night.”“Well, what did steve do this time, “ he asked me.I looked at my little brother who’s not so little anymore. All the girls wanted. It was soothingly pleasant.Neil's vision wavered for a moment."Aha! You inhale it!" He looked accusingly back at the book "But then I suppose it's not a good idea to drink a concoction with boot polish in it!"The vapour started to twist; Neil struggled to focus on it."Whoa, strong shit!"Something seemed to be forming in the vapour. Neil blinked his eyes rapidly in an effort to focus. The vapour was slowly coalescing into a definite humanoid shape. Neil was intrigued.The wall behind slowly. Reneequickly grabbed my arm to steady me and told me girls need to learn towalk gracefully and practice will be necessary for me so I would not brakean ankle. She showed me the proper way to walk and it took quite a littlecoaching and much ribbing from the other girls before I could walk right.The girls were getting very excited as I started to learn a little more ofthe feminine ways."I believe she is ready to take the next step into womanhood, what do youthink ladies?"Renee looked to the other.