As he did, the rain suddenly stopped. Just like that. I peeked over the fence long enough to see him skipping across the lawn cursing the frogs who we...re hopping around in his path under the street lamp. He jumped into his battered Chevy Nova and rip out in a cloud of smoke, shedding frogs as he hurdled off into the wet night. Damn that car was loud. Must be Thrush glasspacks. No sooner than he had pulled out into the street I was fumbling to push the sash window up and came tumbling in the. I felt so full.“On a plane,” Frank said, reaching into the fume hood. He stared at the beaker. “Is this ready, Alice?”That super-smart, sciency part of me, mostly buried under marshmallowy goodness thought so. “Yes, siree! What’s it do?”“It’s the super-enhanced version of your intelligence serum.”“Right! I am so super-smart!” I held out my arm. “Inject me!”Frank filled a syringe with the bright pink chemical. Oh, it was so pretty. He grabbed my arm, stroking my unblemished skin. I never had. It was their first holiday since last year in the Med and the occasion of their enlightenment of Tom’s realisation that he was married to a supreme cock-tease of a wife. If that was an awakening then it was even more of a revelation to Mandy. Up until the point when she had discussed Tom’s feelings about the book she was still of the opinion that she had merely experienced something a bit raunchy and new in her life after her experience of masturbation to imaginary lovers. However the events of. I closed my eyes for five seconds. Okay, it might have been closer to ten. Or maybe more.I opened my eyes."Shit!" I yelled as the seatbelt bit into my chest as I pressed the break to the floor.The anti-lock brakes chugged, and I felt the brakes pumping as I came to a stop in the middle of the road.She had been standing close to the road by her stalled car.I still can't believe I didn't hit her. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw her standing there watching me in the red glow of my brake.