" Carly felt like she had rambled. Paul looked slightly frozen as he considered his next words."Uh, Carly..." Sensing his discomfort, Carly jumped in...."I'm sorry, Paul! It's too soon to ask about that. I'm so sorry!" Honey, it's not that." Now Carly looked inquisitive. "Well, uuhh ... actually, I've been with Paige." Carly looked stunned."You've what?" Yea ... I've been with her a couple of times. I just assumed you knew that and that you had been with Stephen as well. I thought we just weren't. Everything was quiet.“What happened?” the girl shouted.“Thunder,” Oleg laughed.Part of the ceiling had collapsed. As the dust settled they saw the kitchen door was off its hinges. The big refrigerator had been knocked sideways and leaned drunkenly against a sink unit. Water poured from a ruptured pipe.Oleg picked up his bag. “Time to go.”he said looking for a way out.The window over the sink still had some glass left in it so Oleg smashed out what was left and they climbed out.“You OK?” someone. I can't believe it. How did you know where to find me???" Mounika gave me the address."She pinched me gently."Ow" I said playfully. "What was that for?" Just making sure I wasn't dreaming." she said, still smiling. I grasped her little round butt in my hands and picked her up. She wrapped her arms around my neck. "So I am what you dream about?" I asked.She kissed me. "Yes! Every single day."I laid her back on the bed. She pulled me down with her.She whispered to me. "You are going to. The deputy led me in. When asked if I was guilty or not I said, "I plead guilty, with special circumstances." That got the judges attention and he asked me to explain. I told him the story of Richard Marks up to that point. When I told him about the fire, he had me show him my wrists. I thought that the judge believed my story, it was true. What I didn't know was that this judge was a true American, trying to fight Fascism and he thought that stealing the horse was a prank and that I knew his.