" I took her hand and squeezed it. She took the opportunity to kiss my hand. I let her, but when that fire started to push past her will, I pulled fir...mly away. "You have to hold on, please. I'll be back soon, hopefully with answers and a way to help you."She nodded again and the look in her eyes told me she would probably stay in her room crying.I didn't like it. Not at all. If I somehow broke the bond between Mom and this Mind Magi, then Monique and whoever else was bound to him ... or her .... Sam spent near an hour trying on all kinds of frilly and pink stuff. He thought he was gonna barf when her mom started looking at pretty underthings for her. She had had quite enough shopping for one night. At last they gathered up dad and headed for the car. Back at the house Samantha took all the clothes upstairs and made room in the closet removing some of the boy stuff to make room for a bunch of dresses. He rearranged the dresser as well leaving the T-shirts briefs and boxers in the top. "You didn't see? Oh, check this out. There's a whole bunch of outdoor furniture stacked up on my balcony. Looks like someone stuck mine, plus most of yours over there." That makes more sense. I was the first one up here. Suki and Fuki had set—hey! Their last name is Yu. 'Suki Yu' and 'Fuki Yu'! No way! I can't believe I just realized that." Richard shook his head ruefully.Wow, that was really oblivious of me!Perry doubled over. "You kidding me? Candy and I were dying all during dinner last. I don't get all that much day-to-day feedback. You sure they're not just blowing smoke?" No, no. I talked to a couple of people on the faculty. They knew it was a serious inquiry, on my part. Listen, Paul, how would you like to have a little on-the-job training?" You mean, on ESPN?" Yeah. Well -- sorta. You could be a drop-by guest on our Saturday afternoon game broadcast at Shea. I mean, it's -- what? September 27? It's Mets-Cubs and neither one of them is going anywhere in the post-season..