Eventually he realized that she had indeed fallen asleep. He carefully turned her around and lowered her head to her pillow and then laid down on the... bed next to her. Even though she was asleep, Addy clasped his right hand in both of hers and drew it to her chest, close to her heart. Lying on his left side, his right hand captured within Addy’s, Tom allowed himself to drift off to sleep as well as the thunder and rain played their lullaby. A soft hand gently shaking Tom’s shoulder woke. The cloud seemed to glow now, as if there were a blue lightbulb in the middle of the cloud. How the fuck did they make this?! I was about to call for Ms. Hallewell when I heard a voice. "What the hell was that for?"I stopped. I looked back at the cloud. "Well?" The voice said. When the voice spoke, the cloud seemed to pulse. The light grew faintly brighter at the word "well" before lowering back to the original brightness.I was horrified at this technology. "WHAT THE FUCK." I said, not even. You had to keep very still and absolutely silent to hear him speak. ‘My brother, Bill built fences,’ he started, ‘so very long ago. He built his fences all the same: horse high, pig tight…’ ‘And bull strong,’ someone whispered as the old man paused. ‘And bull strong,’ he replied. ‘For half the year he built fences, cutting the wood from the old Bois-de-arc trees along the river bed. The wood was hard and strong, covered with wicked, wicked thorns, some as long as a man’s finger. The Caddo. “Oh, OK.”“Is there any left in those kegs?”“I think so. Everyone was really hungry last night.”“Yeah tell me about it. So, is everyone OK?” I asked, standing up in front of Kayla.“Yeah. The Freshmen are down in the living room and the sophomores are, uhm in my bed. And yours too I guess.”“Freshmen?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.“Yeah, the new girls.” Kayla replied in a matter of fact voice.“So, are you like, the head of the sorority?” I asked with a smirk.“Can I be? Totally! Totally! I’m totally.