After busting into the bathroom and turning on the cold water to stop the kids’ mid-rut, she came back out and listened to the person on the phone.�...��Odd phone call. No one has that number except specific people,” she said, staring at her phone for a few seconds. “They told me that I could trust you. My son is immortal, or at least that is as close to as I can describe it. He was hit by a train and pushed under it when he was three. When the train managed to stop, they ran down the tracks looking. I grabbed her hand, squeezing it to get her attention."I know, Elaine. Don't worry about the delicacy of your lies. I know you have been fucking behind my back for years, two at least. And not just with pretty boy Jason."She gasped. I went on."Elaine, I believe you when you say it did not matter to you where you and I were concerned. I believe that you really saw it that way. You saw no danger for our marriage, you don't even see it now, do you? I truly believe that you never felt different. "I never met anyone who was so generous!" she wailed in tears and broke down crying. "Neither my Parents nor any of their friends would do that for a stranger or even for someone that they knew," she added in tears. I took her in my arms, and held and kissed her for a time."We are not your Parents nor their friends. You are someone special, and all here can easily recognize that. They would do the same thing for anyone with your Level of Talent. Of course people with your Level of Talent are. I still acted polite and told her she looked goregous. Her mom and dad took photos and soon, we were on our way.I had to give the faculty credit, while they may suck at teaching, they sure do know how to decorate. The walkway to the gym had a red carpet and searchlights fanned the sky. As we walked in, It felt more like we had entered a club than a high school prom. There were people crowding the drink table and a couple by the wall, but the majority of the school seemed to be on the.