Well, they do say dreams come true. Not all the time, but some of the times. And mine did.During the next year, Claudia had gotten married to a nice m...an. Marcello, Claudia's husband, was a bank manager and though his salary was considered decent, they still found it hard to save for the nice things in life since the rent was so damn high in Rome. Claudia worked as well, but it wasn't enough to even put them in the status of upper middle-class, in terms of European standards.Because of their. They were under enough pressure without me trying to intimidate them. One student in particular became my favorite. I didn’t want to have favorites, but nevertheless, she stood out from the moment I learned her name: Jisu Oh. It was my favorite of all the feminine Korean names. It sounded like the name for a woman warrior in a fantasy novel, though this Jisu was anything but that. She was inexplicably shy and quiet around everyone in the academy. Unlike the kids who had trouble fitting in. "Hey, it's me. I'm not going to say anything. I'm sorry, Robyn. Whatever'sthe matter, I'm here for you."Robyn threw herself into Jim's arms and gave in fully to her emotions.Sobs wracked her tiny frame. She didn't deserve a friend like Jim. After atime her tears subsided and she pulled away from Jim.He looked at her awkwardly and rose from the couch and muttered somethingabout getting a shower before heading off to work on the summoningprogram.She stared dumbly at his retreating back. What. "Then it stopped working again. Maybe the blast from the explosions knocked it out," Adam explained.Thomas was suspicious. It sounded altogether too much of a co-incidence that a satellite that hadn't worked for years would suddenly start sending pictures again just in time to show the missile strike."Somebody is controlling my satellites, they must be. I've always thought it was incredible bad luck that not one, but two of them managed to achieve a stable orbit and function for several hours.