Bursting into their house, Jess slammed the door behind them and collapsed at the entrance. The riots had spread and the suppression of them had begun... just before reaching their home. The authorities went so far as to use strategic releases of the gas to cow the riot.What were they thinking? Rigging the lottery. The fools.Prying herself up from the floor she took in heavy breaths and headed to their kitchen to fix up some food. They found dinner already made for them.“Grandma, are you here?”. " Sammy, it's too late to cancel. You're due home in a week." Don't you want me to cancel?"She was walking around the room, glancing at me, looking at the ceiling and back at me. "I'm not making any promises. We may never get to know each other 'really well.'" I'm willing to take that chance," I said."Write to Karen. I want to see the letter and I want to see you mail it."I was incensed. "Don't you trust me? Have I ever lied to you about anything?" I asked. Did she really think that I might say. Both of us went in, ordered and waitedfor the coffee to come. While we were waiting, Donnaleaned back in her chair and gave me a wicked smile andI could tell from experience that something a littlecrazy was going around inside of her head. I quickly gave in and asked her, “What?”She leaned forward and looked around quickly and thenwhispered that she had always had this fantasy aboutplaying with herself while we were out driving. Since Ialways heartily disagree with denying Donna her. In battle she wielded a hammer and a heavy shield. Despite her fearlessness in combat, her noble upbringing had isolated her from the real world. This meant she was completely naïve about social situations, often becoming anxious and sometimes being taken advantage of due to her innocence, unrelenting honesty, and gullibility.Her stoic second in command, and closest friend, was a Godtouched named Cal. This was presumably short for something. No-one who asked ever got a satisfying answer. Her.