She pointed out one of the women in line. I took a closer look. She looked like a carbon-copy of my sister. She looks just like Maddie! I took the bo...ok into my own hands and held it closer. Is that my great-grandmother&hellip, uh&hellip, is that Maddies great-grandmother? I couldnt hold it in my head that I was adopted. My mom said, Thats my grandmother, actually&hellip, but its Maddie. My brow furrowed. I thought it was just a joke that didnt land. Right, Maddies your grandma. She nodded. Megan liked it and we took up seats at the bar near the filled dance floor.She was scoping out the crowd, noticing the differences between what she knew and this place.It didn’t take long for me to meet up with some friends and I introduced Megan as a friend.My friends took an instant liking to this hot young yank and all offered her drinks and dances.Each time, she whispered me for permission when it was a drink, for the dances she did not.Her favorite drink was Vodka pure and before midnight. "She seemed to consider it for a moment, then nodded. "Okay. But quick!" Since most people were in class -- Janet was probably supposed to be in class herself, and was cutting -- we managed to make it behind the school unobserved. It's a fairly private spot. No one passes it on the way somewhere else. Of course, other people seeking privacy, to smoke or drink or just hang out, might go there; but I was reasonably confident by now that a simple mental "keep away" message would guarantee that we. "Sam caught the comp marveling at the complex yet simple design of it. "Just when did you have time to build this?" Sam asked shocked at the readings she was getting from it."You and Nissie both know I can't always sleep at night, so I worked on it every night for a week." Mark replied a little proud of his work, "Here," tossing an almost exact copy of Sam's comp to Nissie, "I know that even god couldn't keep you away."Nissie, even with her limited tech knowledge could see that this was by far.