She put her overnight bag on the floor as I indicated for her to sit down. “Coffee or something stronger?” I asked and she replied, “Do you have... a G&T?”I went to the kitchen to get the drinks thinking that Dee would still be in there, but there was no sign of her, she must have gone upstairs.I came back in to the sitting room and Alicia had sat on the sofa, sitting facing me. She had removed her coat, her legs crossed and exposing a lot of flesh above her stocking tops. She noticed me. “Maybe your last moments should be heavenly…” A finger pointing to her exposed, wet opening follows her words.As the owner slowly goes down, most likely slumping from exhaustion, Marjean Holden stands over him, positioning her crotch just above his face.In the distance, she can hear voices that are African-American. Possibly armed groups fighting against the initial rioters. It could be self-defense, or the beginning of a race war.In her current state, Marjean knew which side she would be on.. Police patrols increased, and the only places to cross the street were at certain cross streets. Even those would be closed once the parade began.Our group made it a point to offer every cop that passed our area a bottle of water. It did not hurt to keep them happy, so they would overlook anything that might be prohibited. However, unless someone really caused a ruckus, they pretty much ignored the no booze ordinances. They would have to arrest half the people there if they did not.We got word. You are Aubrey. And already, I love you.”“Miranda,” Jason said, finally capturing Kyle’s voice. “I thought we were lost to each other forever.” I wasn’t expecting Miranda to swing at Kyle and slap him across the face so hard it stung my hand.“Don’t you ever leave us again!” we cried together. “Raven called me. I had to watch ... watch while you died! Don’t ever leave us again.”“I knew the moment your spirit left your body, darling Miranda. I stayed my hand from defending myself. There was no.