One more time, my family was gathering around me. It felt right and good. It even felt a little warm and fuzzy.I was puzzled when we arrived at Mr. Be...ll's house. Rebecca saw my look and said, "We all talked and decided to bring you here for a few days of round the clock home nursing, to make sure you're all healed, Brian. When the surgeons said you'd need time to convalesce, we talked, and Mr. Bell said the best place for you to do that would be at their house.I called around and got everything. Her emotions were calm and peaceful, her need was filled and she was happy and content. For the moment.That's what I'd been waiting for.I'd done this once to myself without meaning to. Now I was going to try something similar, but on purpose.I focused on all the positive emotions that were now dominating Peg's fractured personality, drew them into me, forced them into a closed and locked loop then eased them back down the link into her. Then I cut the link. I rolled over and lay back.I waited.I. The voice belonged to Roger Gilford; I recognized it immediately. I turned to say something intelligent, and I was met by a typhoon of mayhem. I never had a chance. I wouldn't have had anyway. I was still five-six and a hundred-sixty kind of out of shape pounds. Roger, on the other hand, was six-three, an understated two-hundred and twenty pounds of steel hard muscle and sinew, and he was most definitely not out of shape. He cleaned my clock and left me bloody and very messed up. I heard him. Each was different, but, at the same time, very similar. Briana and Adam were playing under a waterfall with the others in their group at the one they liked best. During this, Cass leaned against the rock wall, behind the waterfall. When it began to move she screamed and ran back under the water away from it. The rest of the group turned to look at her."The rock wall moved," exclaimed Cass. Adam and Briana came over to her, and together they explored the wall behind the waterfall, each pressing.