I had just woken up when Brad sat up and stretched and immediately plopped back down on his side, put his arm over me, kissed me on the cheek, and sai...d, “Good morning, crazy lady.” We were both still naked from last night.I countered with, “Good morning, wild man.” And we kissed on the lips and rolled into each other’s arms. I was a little sensitive from last night and told Brad I would have to skip this morning’s session, but I would help him get off if he wanted me to.“That’s okay, Mom. I’m. Personally, I didn’t agree with it, but, it was her decision. My grades have never been better, but hers had slipped up a bit. I was becoming more popular amongst the crowd that had once ridiculed me beforehand, while she had become more isolated within her little group of friends. She started to call less, and I started to care less, as I had a life –but I didn’t totally stop caring about her. Ever so often, I’d give her a call and ask her how she was doing, or I’d text her during class about. Adam called out, "What was that?" to his grandfathers image."I don't know for sure, but there was a bright flash like something blowing up a moment ago."Just then the image of their grandfather started to shake. The four of them could tell that the room their grandfather was in was shaking as well. Then the sound of the explosion reached the audio pick-ups. It was deafeningly loud.Their grandfather was holding his hands to his ears. PLEAs had super-sensitive hearing. It was no real surprise. The whoosh of cold air caused all three to spin around and clutch their jacket collars to their necks. Professor Hill ineffectively leaned into the large, heavy door with his shoulder, losing the battle with the wind. Awkwardly carrying too many boxes at once, his glasses precariously slid down his long nose. Nick ran up to him and, towering over the professor, slammed the oak door shut.The professor was taking three volunteers from his parapsychology class to the reputed haunted house for the.