But Nichelle went to her Great-Gram’s funeral -- out of love, for her and for her mom. The bottom line -- if he truly loved Nichelle as he professed... -- he would tell his folks.Kit continued to pace in his room, He knew Billy was down in the rec room playing Foosball. He checked the time on his phone -- seven twenty-five. They’ll be done with dinner, he thought.He brought up his contacts list and pressed the entry marked, home. The call connected and he heard it ringing. Please, not Dad, he. They now stood with bodies covered in weights, ready for Noah to signal the start of their morning run.“Since today is the last day, we’re going to do something different. Trevor, I want you to hit the ground with a downward strike and your strongest spell.”“What for?”“Just trust me. Pour as much mana as you can into the axeblade and give it a shot.”Trevor grunted and held out his halberd, and from the moment he began channeling his mana, everyone noticed the difference. These past several. Rebellion for me was indulging in pot and ecstasy, staying out all night at the concerts and having sex whenever I felt the urge. I didn’t just hit it with anybody. I like to think of it as selective promiscuity. None of the crowd I hung with were part of the Latino or black culture or even hip hop. We were rich stoners. The Bay Area jammers and Dead remnants were it for us. That was a constant until I graduated from high school and my parents picked up the tab for Stanford. I still kept my Bay. The left side chain gun mount was twisted but the weapon was still serviceable, and stoutly the pair of Sergeants readied themselves to take charge of the weapons. We were way out in front of our infantry support, by maybe five miles or so, and a tiny little voice of reason was now knocking inside of my skull wanting to be heard. For once I listened to it."Miranda, we've won the US a nice little victory with our counter-attack and we didn't sign on for this ... and we are definitely not getting.