" I eyed him. "Bet the pool looks nice." It sure does!"I pretended to consider. "Well, I might let you use it -- if your mother says it's okay. I've g...ot some rules, though." What are they?" There are signs posted," I waved negligently. "You just need to follow the rules on the signs."There WAS a sign; up top were the usual rules: No Jumping, No Diving, No Horseplay Without An Adult Present -- that kind of thing. Below that, it said, "Adult Swim After Seven p.m." I'd done that deliberately -- it. Hell, I even drove out to the mall and you know how much I hate that place!’ I can’t help but smile. Mike REALLY hates anything that has to do with shopping and crowds. But the smile slips away as he suddenly swivels my wheelchair around. He crouches on his knees in front of me and keeps a firm grip on my chair. I have no choice but to face him then. And that nearly tears me apart as I glimpse the worry, the fear, in those big brown eyes. ‘I’m sorry if you were worried. I just…’ I shrug and. Perhaps she has some." We gained altitude, and within an hour, we settled beside Mom. Walking to Mom's hatch, I said with a cracked voice, "Mom, we are here. Will you let us in, please?"There was no reply, but the entrance opened. If it didn't, there was no problem, for a ragged hole almost six by twelve metres gaped beside it.I walked to the centre of the ship, and opened the hatch to Mom. Lights flashed over most of the walls. I stepped in and found the anti gravity off. My steps were very. I doubt if they'll be brave enough to follow us there. Now lets get going. We have to find a place to stay the night." Okay," Valerie repeated.The two left the brush and headed directly toward the desert. Atlanta's plan seemed sound but Valerie knew they were between a rock and a hard place. Atlanta's superior height could see that the Caazaan's were following them in a parallel manner.The sun was beginning to head toward the horizon as they came within a quarter of a mile to the sand when the.