In the short time since he had last looked, there was a great change in the room. The furniture had been placed back along the walls, and a large bed ...now dominated the center of the room. Thinking that this was another joke, he chuckled and sat back down.Sipping his beer, he watched the scene unfold before him. People were surrounding the bed, seated and standing. Two large men carried a person in, wrapped head to toe in a white sheet. At the foot of the bed, the figure was placed gently on. "Shades of Grey." Someone just published a novel with that title, right? Anyway, back to me and Julie. We're not talking about a pre-teen here. We're talking about a young woman of 17, who's about to enter her last year of high school, who is almost an adult. "Almost," that's the key here. Not only is she not quite there, but I could make a pretty good argument that a child is a child, in some sense, all his or her life. A parent may not have financial or medical or any other responsibility for. "Megan, get out of here, I'm busy." said Matthew quickly. "I'll help you with your bike in a little bit."But Megan was having none of it and enjoyed watching her little brother squirm. "Why don't you open a window in here and get some fresh air, it's a little stuffy in here."Megan bounded into the room and moved past Matthew's bed to the window and opened it a crack. "What are you reading little brother?" as she grabbed a seat on the dresser by the window. "Taking care of your homework?" She. I also had an arctid caterpillar, a rarity in my collection."They're beautiful!" Yes, many are. Some are drab, but Australia is rich in moth species." I showed her — and the rest of the group — my copy of Zborowski and Edwards. "It was published a few years ago by the CSIRO. It's an expensive item, but perhaps your library could get a copy." May I look at it?" Yes, but be careful. My wife gets after me if I spend too much on books." I got a laugh and went back to talking about the moths."I used.