Then in May of this year – May 13, 4:00 pm to be exact – a routine scan of the MPC users in the Metroplex showed a twelfth abUser had moved into t...own. It was a new registration number, thus a new user. He/she had no subjects in town, currently, but the listing showed as many as a hundred or so in the past – all deceased but one. That was bad. Sixty per cent of the deceased subjects were under the age of ten. That was worse. The User was experienced, since his/her MPC record was password. My mom works a lot as a nurse so it was usually just my dad, brother and I at home during the night. My dad was tall and heavy with a stocky build and was nice most of the time but when he got upset he really got pissed. Usually when our dad went upstairs to bed my brother and I would always turn off all of the lights and watch movies until we went to sleep. Most of the time we would be in the middle of a movie and our dad would yell down for one of us to bring him a washcloth and is was. ”“Umm.”“Mom, I love Danny.”She squeezed my fingers again.“I know you do, Charlie.”“I mean, I’m in love with him.”Mom released my hand and turned on her side to look at me. She leaned close and kissed my cheek. I tasted of sweat and sunblock I’m sure, but Mom didn’t seem to care.“Have you told him this, Charlie?”I smiled but I didn’t open my eyes.“Yeah. He said he loved me, too.”Mom kissed me again and put her hand on my tummy. My skin got warmer where her palm touched me.“I love you, Charlie. I. While that happened, during that first week, Bob went out on his own. He visited Cheyenne mountain, for example, where his security clearance, and his explanation of why he was there (on vacation ... just wanted to see what the things he couldn't see from a satellite were like), along with a phone call that verified both his identity and status, got him the grand tour of NORAD Headquarters.He also went back to some places they had been together, to spend more time contemplating something, such.