And then, for some peculiar reason, he noticed the purple crystal again. He removed his hand from the red plate and slowly reached to the purple cont...rol. And as soon as he touched it, the 'door' vanished, disappearing as if it had never been there. Gary flinched as if stung, then he recovered. "Neat," he called out to Trish. "The purple thing opens a door or something."Trish glanced up from the stove. "A door?" Well, not really a door. Kind of a portal. It just appeared when I touched. [Do I have a choice? You've already proven you can make me do just about anything.][Oh JP! If you put it that way, I guess not. But I miss the fun we had before. Talking with Jenny and the others. It's not as good if I have to force you.]JP settled back in his chair. This was getting weirder by the minute. It almost seemed as if Eve was using a wheedling tone in this last request. Was his deranged mind negotiating for his cooperation in driving himself crazy? Or was something else at. The children will be safe with this man."Catrina was very relieved too and started to cry. Sandra got the operator again and got the local highschool. It was five minutes to the bell so Alicea could wait inside. The principle was called directly and he got the information a minute early. He sent a clerk to the class to get Alicea to come to the office.Catrina was very happy to hear that her daughters were safe. She even put down her extension and came over to Sandra to hug her. Sandra though. ” I took a step back, and wasn’t sure for a second that the wine had not had more of an affect than I realized. Standing before me was not the matronly dressed executive that I worked beside, nor the couch potato that had greeted me at the door just a little while ago. Instead, standing before me was a vision of “Jennifer Lawrence as the tomboy next-door”, wearing white cotton hiking shorts, a short-sleeve denim blouse, and a pair of white Converse; her hair pulled back in a pony-tail and no.