It could have been longer since he had nothing in which to mark time with, no calendar, or any other way to mark the passing of time. Like the tail of... a comet, the rock's essence had fanned out behind its travel through space. Dao had tracked its movement through this backwater galaxy, hundreds and hundreds of light years away from the supernova that destroyed his world.The rock had passed close by the Yellow Dwarf that provided warmth for this particular solar system and abruptly veered course. - - - - - - - Suddenly, Chris looked round and fixed his eyes on her. Even though she wasn’t as she had described herself on the phone, he just knew it was her. He dropped his bike and ran over to her. As he ran, his broad bare chest rippled with muscles. His cut off denim jacket and low cut jeans seemed to accentuate his huge frame.When he reached her, he picked her up like a rag doll and hugged her tightly to his half naked body. As she hung there, she could feel her small breasts. I might hate everything you represent, but you’re at least willing to stand up for being White. I’m asking you to be true to yourself. Of course, if you choose to represent the White race in the political arena, you’re going to have to stop busting up Blacks.”“Why?”“That’s the only way you’ll get sufficient support from Whites to represent them.”“So that the fuck am I supposed to do? Am I supposed to sit around singing ‘Kumbaya, My Lord’ all day long?”Martin leaned forward. “No. In four years,. ..justwhere the Sam Hill are all you coming from?" I...I'm from Cold Forks." I rubbed my throat and swallowed. "Some idiotwas trying to kill me...had me all trussed up like a girl!"His expression soured. "Makes sense, Cold Forks isn't far fromhere...but you said, someone was trying to kill you?" He ran a huge handthrough his beard, then ended up scratching his shoulder. "That 'idiot'as you called him...did he happen to have a name?"I looked at the ceiling, concentrating on whether I had heard.